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When you were a little girl and the first big flakes would fall,
Your eyes would shine as brightly as those painted on your doll;
No matter if the hour was late or the wind began to blow,
You would ask me, "Please, can I make angels in the snow?"
We'd dress you up in a suit so warm and outside we would go,
And you would show me how to make angels in the snow,
In the snow, angels in the snow,
A simple childhood pleasure, angels in the snow.
How quickly do our children grow? Innocence moves fast.
It seems like only yesterday but so many years have passed;
Your teen years are upon you. Look how much you've grown!
From the little child who loved to make angels in the snow.
We'd dress you up in a suit so warm and outside we would go,
And you would show me how to make angels in the snow,
In the snow, angels in the snow,
A simple childhood pleasure, angels in the snow.
You're moving farther every day, places I can't reach.
Crossing deeper rivers, bridges I can't breach.
But if sometimes I'm too busy, running to and fro,
Remind me please to take some time and make angels in the snow.
And we'll dress ourselves in suits so warm and outside we will go,
And I'll remind you how to make in the snow,
Angels in the snow,
A simple childhood pleasure, angels in the snow.
