From the album "The Selfish Giant"
Mr. Frost and Mrs. snow are thrilled to not have to do any traveling any more.
Dear Mrs. Snow, hey, did you hear
I’ve found a place we can play all year
Dear Mr. Frost, isn’t it grand
a wonderful change from our usual travel plans
You, you paint silver the trees
With your crystalline breeze (freeze), the willow and oak
And I, I will cover the ground
And the garden around, with my lovely white cloak