Ron Sexsmith

Snow Angel

Ron Sexsmith


Strange how their love bloomed in the winter 
Only to vanish in the spring 
It never fails to make him shiver 
To see the outline of her wings 

Where she made her last snow angel 
Little did they know 
That it'd make a lasting impression 
Deeper than the snow 
In his soul 
The snow angel never faded 

And when love calls to make that promise 
The one to be faithful and be true 
It's then temptation falls upon us 
The world turns awkward and aloof 

And with this betrayal 
An angel descended from on high 
Oh, but this was not a manger 
And as he came inside 
To his fright 
T'was no angel hanging naked 

Strange how each year 'round late November 
When the first snow is on the ground 
She reappears so he'll remember 
How a love so young can be cut down 

When she made her last snow angel 
Little did they know 
That it'd make a lasting impression 
Deeper than the snow 
In his soul 
The snow angel never faded 

In his soul 
Snow angel never faded