With one foot in winter and one foot in spring
I am cold to the touch but warm within
Build me a fire, kindle my desire
And I will give you anything
A swan comes gliding over the lake
Joining us to celebrate
Winter's end, a silent friend
Will open up the gate
A white horse gallops over the hill
Breathes a warm mist through the chill
Hold him still, shoe him well
And he will ride to do your will
The snowdrops growing through the frost
Mark the passing of those we've lost
Old friends go, new friends show
Ask for what you want the most
