I've seen them in the springtime,
You put them to such good use,
I've seen them in the summertime,
Show to me, your winter blues.

They shone like diamonds over breakfast,
That spark they'll never lose,
That April sun was shining,
I need to see those winter blues.

Return to me my love,
Forever you i choose,
Those eyes of polar ice i need,
My Chris' winter blues.



(c) eileen mcgreevy 29 nov 2009