Manchester , on 5th January 2010 morning b4 7:45am
Half malted pound, Bolton in icey days
Oh! the weather outside is frightful - But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go -Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
It doesn't show signs of stopping -And I've bought some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low -Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
When we finally kiss goodnight -How I'll hate going out in the storm!
But if you'll really hold me tight-All the way home I'll be warm
The fire is slowly dying - And, my dear, we're still goodbying
But as long as you love me so- Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!