Snow is falling, off to battle at the mall,
Streetlights glow as the city lights call.
Crowds are rushing, hands full, hearts sold,
But I'm dreaming of winters in places old.
Where rivers run deep and the green hills lie,
Beneath the soft gray of a Highland sky.
In a far distant dreamy glow,
Highland dancers make angels in the snow.
Through crowded streets, the city hums,
But I feel the beat of ancient drums.
A whisper of roots that hold me tight,
Calling me home on a winter's night.
Steel and stone, these city walls,
Yet I hear the piper's haunting calls.
With every breath, the cold wind sings,
Of misty nights and timeless things.
In the heart of the rush, I feel it grow,
A longing for where the wild winds blow.
In a far distant dreamy glow,
Highland dancers make angels in the snow.
Through crowded streets, the city hums,
But I feel the beat of ancient drums.
A whisper of roots that hold me tight,
Calling me home on a winter's night.
In the quiet, the echoes play,
Of distant nights, so far away.
In a far distant dreamy glow,
Highland dancers make angels in the snow.
Through crowded streets, the city hums,
But I feel the beat of ancient drums.
A whisper of roots that hold me tight,
Calling me home on a winter's night.
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Snow is falling, off to battle at the mall,
Streetlights glow as the city lights call.
Crowds are rushing, hands full, hearts sold,
But I'm dreaming of winters in places old.
Where rivers run deep and the green hills lie,
Beneath the soft gray of a Highland sky.
In a far distant dreamy glow,
Highland dancers make angels in the snow.
Through crowded streets, the city hums,
But I feel the beat of ancient drums.
A whisper of roots that hold me tight,
Calling me home on a winter's night.
Steel and stone, these city walls,
Yet I hear the piper's haunting calls.
With every breath, the cold wind sings,
Of misty nights and timeless things.
In the heart of the rush, I feel it grow,
A longing for where the wild winds blow.
In a far distant dreamy glow,
Highland dancers make angels in the snow.
Through crowded streets, the city hums,
But I feel the beat of ancient drums.
A whisper of roots that hold me tight,
Calling me home on a winter's night.
In the quiet, the echoes play,
Of distant nights, so far away.
In a far distant dreamy glow,
Highland dancers make angels in the snow.
Through crowded streets, the city hums,
But I feel the beat of ancient drums.
A whisper of roots that hold me tight,
Calling me home on a winter's night.
Streetlights glow as the city lights call.
Crowds are rushing, hands full, hearts sold,
But I'm dreaming of winters in places old.
Where rivers run deep and the green hills lie,
Beneath the soft gray of a Highland sky.
In a far distant dreamy glow,
Highland dancers make angels in the snow.
Through crowded streets, the city hums,
But I feel the beat of ancient drums.
A whisper of roots that hold me tight,
Calling me home on a winter's night.
Steel and stone, these city walls,
Yet I hear the piper's haunting calls.
With every breath, the cold wind sings,
Of misty nights and timeless things.
In the heart of the rush, I feel it grow,
A longing for where the wild winds blow.
In a far distant dreamy glow,
Highland dancers make angels in the snow.
Through crowded streets, the city hums,
But I feel the beat of ancient drums.
A whisper of roots that hold me tight,
Calling me home on a winter's night.
In the quiet, the echoes play,
Of distant nights, so far away.
In a far distant dreamy glow,
Highland dancers make angels in the snow.
Through crowded streets, the city hums,
But I feel the beat of ancient drums.
A whisper of roots that hold me tight,
Calling me home on a winter's night.
Writer: Loke Nornwen
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC