Wintersong I've been counting down from ten So we can hide and seek again With promise just around the bend Beyond the trees We've been running through the groves With just some fig leaves for our clothes And the windfall down in droves around our knees We were strolling through your garden With me begging for your pardon Cuz my heart began to harden in the ice Snow began to flutter And the trees began to mutter that "It's best you close the shutters in paradise" While the spell comes flooding through All the trains leave Waterloo And the planes still overdue began to land There's a key that must be turned While the summits are adjourned But you seem so unconcerned with things at hand Now it's Rings around the Rosie With your pockets full of posies And the Eden's always cozy when it's still When the winter comes undone And spills its ice across the sun Pushing stones as best we can up every hill