The winter left her blanket 
here this morning 
A soft and gentle coverlet of white 
Unfolded in the shadows of the dawn 
It Sparked in the early morning l ight 
You would have loved this 
You would have loved this 
This was your favorite time of day 
The greenery is laid across the mantle 
And ornaments are hanging on the tree 
And cradled in the windowsill's a candle 
A beacon in the night 
to call you back to me 
You would have loved this 
You always loved this 
I know you loved this time of year 
And though I understand 
One day again I'll see you 
I long to touch your hand, 
hear your voice, feel you 
You would have loved this 
You always loved this 
Oh, how you loved.