Еремеева Ирина

Oh, the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful, and since we've no place to go, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow, man it doesn't show signs of stopping, and I've brought me some new corn for pop, the lights are turned way down low, let it snow, let it snow, when we finally kiss goodnight, now I'll be going out in the storm, but if you really hold me tight, all the way home I'll be warm, and the fire is slowly dying, and my dear, we're still good-bye, but as long as you love me so.