She's making snow angels
Right outside in my backyard
She knows the black crow up on the church cross
Never wanders off too far
She knows that home's where her heart is

Clouds breathe from her mouth
They take shape then dissipate slow
And the squeeking sound 'neath her leather boots
Lets her know that it's serious cold
But she knows that warmth is where her heart is

Ah, she makes me want to sing
Everytime she spreads her wing
I'd do anything
She's my snow angel

I've seen birds eat
Right from her hand
All she had to do was smile
And the bitter cold winter winds
Lay low when she walks awhile
She knows that love is where god is

Ah, she wakes me want to sing
Everytime she spreads her wing
I'd do anything,
For my snow angel

Sne's making snow angels
Right outside in my backyard