I fell with her atop the snow
Made angels neath the great willow
This afternoon, this afternoon
She packed some in her tiny hand
She said it looked a little like
Last night's moon, like last night's moon
Oh boy, I have to soak it in
Cause it could be dry tomorrow
She slowly rode on down the hill
Her yellow sled, and crashed into
A bed of leaves, a bed of leaves
The joy of all the falling white
She mischievously takes a bite
And smiles at me, and smiles at me
Oh boy, I have to soak it in
Cause it could be dry tomorrow
Oh boy, it takes me for a spin
But what a gorgeous pill to swallow
I know that I am not alone
But it feels as if I'm on my own
She's growing up, she's growing up
Oh boy, I have to soak it in
Cause it could be dry tomorrow
Oh boy, it takes me for a spin
But what a gorgeous pill to swallow
Oh boy, oh boy
