• I open my eyes to a day of cold,
    But I am all snug in my bed.
    My mom calls out to ask if I want hot cocoa.
    Of course the answer is yes.

    Clothes are swapped,
    And the heater kicks in.
    The smell of chocolate and toast with butter.
    Nothing can stop me from my goal.

    There's my mother standing,
    And my cat sprawled on the floor.
    Everything looks perfectly marvelous.
    Who could ask for a better day than this?

    That's not all the surprise,
    Because I take a look out the window.
    A light and beautiful snow has fallen during the night.
    The snow white Christmas of my dreams.

    Then I hear a sound,
    But it doesn't seem to belong.
    Just what could that constant, annoying sound be?
    Why must it invade my perfect morning?

    Oh, it's the rain,
    And I live where there is no snow.
    It truly was all a dream of a wishful girl.
    Nothing is never quite that perfect.

    A new day of reality begins,
    But in the mind the dream lives on. heart
    A morning of cold, warmth, good food, love, and snow.
    One day I know it will come true,
    But farewell for now my vision of beauty.
    May we meet again in the not too distant future.

    Goodbye.