Snow can wait, I for got my mit tens;

wipe my nose,

get my new boots on.

I get a lit tle warm in my heart when I think of win ter;

I put my hand in my fa ther’s glove.

I run off where the drifts get deep er;

sleep ing beau ty,

it trips me with a frown.

I hear a voice: “You must learn to stand up

for your self, ’cos I won’t al ways be a round.”

He says: (Gb)when you gon na make up your mind?

(Gb)When you gon na love you as much as I do?

(Gb)When you gon na make up your mind?

’Cos (Cb)things are gon na (Gb)change

so fast.

All the white (Ebm)hors es are (Ebm7)still in bed.

I tell you that I’ll (Gb)al ways

want you near.

You say that things

change,

my

dear.

Boys get dis cov ered as win ter melts,

flow ers com pet ing for the sun.

Years go by and I’m here still wait ing,

with er ing where some snow man was.

Mir ror, mir ror, where’s the cry stal pal ace?

But I on ly can see my self

skat ing a round the truth who I am.

But I know, Dad,

the ice is get ting thin.

(Gb)When you gon na make up your mind?

(Gb)When you gon na love you as much as I do?

(Gb)When you gon na make up your mind?

’Cos (Cb)things are gon na (Gb)change

so fast.

All the white (Ebm)hors es are (Ebm7)still in bed.

I tell you that I’ll (Gb)al ways

want you near.

You say that things

change,

my

dear.

Hair is (Cb)grey, and the (Gb)fires are (Ab5)burn ing;

so ma ny (Cb)dreams

(Gb)on the shelf.

You say (Cb)I want ed (Gb)you to (Ab5)be proud o’ me;

I al (Cb)ways want ed (Gb)that my

(Ab5)self.

(Gb)when you gon na make up your mind?

(Gb)When you gon na love you as much as I do?

(Gb)When you gon na make up your mind?

’Cos (Cb)things are gon na (Gb)change

so fast.

All the white (Ebm)hors es have (Ebm7)gone a head.

I tell you that I’ll (Gb)al ways

want you near

You say that things

change,

my

dear.

Nev er change

All the white hors es,

ah!

Mm.