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Winter changes
1. Winter Changes
(Alto’s may sing an octave lower)
I used to think on winter days some very unusual things.
Like the birds that fly south were happy hearts floating lively on wings.
And the icicles upon my door were sparkled glass that rose from the floor.
The snow that made no sound when it hit your roof, was glittering cotton piled
up in a poof.
I thought there were angels talking to me from above, when it was mother
whispering her love.
And the crackling fire that was so hot and wild, was the love that my parents
gave me as a child.
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I used to believe in these little things, but now I know it was my imagination
on wings.
(All Sing in Unison)
But on winter nights, when the snow is laying white,
(Back to singing in octaves)
I believe in these things and close my eyes tight.
For it is not how old you are, not even you, but it’s your whisp’ring heart that
makes it all true.