Summer nights and swallows have long flown south Once they flew high beneath the sky You wonder if they'll come again Wonder how to find Joyful rhymes to your song. I don't know so I can't tell you How to do it or how to see it 'Cause certain birds are wintering Naked trees, frozen seas Resting, waiting As the winter roses grow on the window The snow is falling quietly It's a magic world of white Which causes change so blissfully Paints it all so bright But for who? There's a time, a word within a rhyme For the night within, night within you Where certain songs are wintering Naked thoughts, frozen dreams Resting, waiting As the winter roses grow on the window The snow is falling quietly It's a magic world of white Which causes change so blissfully Paints it all so bright It's a restless world of noises The snowfall deadens the sound Singing through it's silence "There is a song to be found by you"