Footsteps in the snow,
who ever really knows where they will go?
Who ever really knows where they have been?
Hush, child, find peace from within.
Angels in the snow,
so lovely in the sun they will glow,
They won't ever feel the pain of sin
Their lives are bitter, only wafer-thin.
Footsteps in the snow,
lead to beds where boys with girls will go
leads to love that I have never known,
my footsteps have left me all alone.
Angels in the snow,
Oh what bitter memories all these angels know
I take a hand and feel snow on my skin
but who will feel what I do deep within?
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