The blizzard howls in the night time sky,
Yet a lone snowflake falls that winter,
The sounds of the strong winds chimes,
Yet, the oh so lonely snowflake, falls from the sky.
The calming fireplace looking upon the midnight sky,
The first one to fall in the pure dark sky,
Is the lone snowflake.
There the lonely snowflake sits,
As it melts into the sorrowful ground,
And withers away like a paper being set a light.
Where did it go?
Where will it go?
I guess we'll never know.