Snow - Lisa Hannigan

Heading from city to sea

Just you and me

Our boots creaking quietly

We would never be here again

Watching the snow falling down

Watching the city lose colour and sound

And we were looking

To find in the feather sky

The contour line from the summer

To Christmas time

For the what

For the when

When you were the snow falling down

When I was the city losing colour and sound

When we were

Sunk like treasure

Sunk like treasure

Sunk like treasure

Sunk like treasure

Heading from city to sea

One facing east

One looking westerly

We would never come back again

Watching the snow falling down

Watching the city lose colour and sound

And we were sunk like treasure

Sunk like treasure

Sunk like treasure

Sunk like treasure

Watching the snow falling down

Watching the city lose colour and sound

And we were sunk like treasure

Sunk like treasure

Sunk like treasure

Sunk like treasure