the streets of this town have turned white 
  though snow flurries into our eyes 
  we will find our way 
  though we’ll stumble, stagger and sway 
   
  it may seem like the city’s turned dark 
  but your smile casts illuminant sparks 
  and even a rough hailstorm 
  couldn’t fight this whisper of hope 
   
  tonight, in my arms, 
  you’ll be ok, you’ll be safe 
  i know you have a heavy heart, 
  but i’ll try to shoulder the weight 
  so i hold your hand and your burden 
  while i walk you home 
   
  could it be that this story begins 
  as our cold hands with pale winter skin 
  find a pulse and a matching beat 
  as we’re close to your home, to your street