Winter's mostly cold and grey. But I have found it true. That a change of heart, can change the scene. And color the point of view. When the lights come on, I see. Snow red as the holly and snow green as a pine tree. Everyone I meet, wears a smile. Just for a little while. In the candles shine, I see. Snow pink as a sunrise and snow blue in the shadows. Friendly greetings come into style. Just for a little while. Silver snow from starlight on tinsel. Golden snow the sun has made. Seven shades of snow, that shine like a rainbow. And like a rainbow, soon will fade. When the lights go out, there'll be. The pine tree and the holly, the shadow and the sunrise. Golden days and stars in the night. And all the snow is only white. If my heart can keep this magic glow! I keep seeing seven shades of snow.