Gently falling, floating down

over me and you,

standing here standing there

the snow is falling.

White flakes come down

from heaven above,

coming down like angels

the snow is falling.

All the fun times

we've had outside: building forts,

having snow-ball fights,

while the snow is falling.

Softly it comes down like

a white moist blanket,

gently whispering:

"Go inside or get a cold"

while the snow is falling,