In the middle of a blizzard I found
Myself thinking of you on a merry-go-round
Your hair in the breeze and your head in the clouds
With warm woolen mittens and snow falling down
Lost in night's ocean I dreamed
Of a black limousine carrying you to the prom
Right after taking photographs on the lawn
Cheeks red from comments made by your mom
Drinking coffee I remembered back when
You told me a story about you and your friends
How you got into trouble throwing snowballs at cars
You broke a man's windshield and fled from the yard
In a bar I recollected when
We went to church and sang hymns with your friends
The uncomfortable pews and the organs warm hum
Bright stained glass casting colors of love
Sorrow subsides as I think of the joy
That you gave to me when I was a blind little boy
The glow in your eyes will forever remain
In the snowflakes that fall on a small country lane
In the hills where I know that I will see you again
In the hills where I know that I will see you again
In the hills where I know that I will see you again