Oh, the wonderful snow!
On the branches of trees
Not too much on the road
God had mercy on me
Oh, the wonderful snow!
On the branches of trees
There’s no feasting in here
And it’s freezing outside
But no traces of fear
Love had made all things right
In God’s hands as we drove
There, we laughed at the storm
Where we go we’ll call home
And the fireplace warm
In God’s hands as we drove
There, we laughed at the storm
My old car…
From our windows it’s cold
All are home where they are
Stores, with doors that were closed
Small and great, near and far
From our windows it’s cold
All are home where they are
And the door was shut