When I lived in Boston
There was snow and ice
I made an Igloo with my sister
Maybe once or twice
The wind was a breath of fresh air
Everything was perfect
The trees were oh so bare
Wearing all those layers was worth it
The hot tea warmed my hands
I was floating up above
I felt like the queen of all the lands
The dirt below, covered with snow
White like a dove
Winter was quiet
Winter was cold
But when I went outside
The sight certainly showed
This was the best place
To be during winter, by far
And the good times I had
Will forever be in my heart