Danbury
Sarah, don't be hard on yourself; I promise summer's coming soon
But winter turns our town into a snow globe like the ones I had in school
The snow is whiting out the streets
Cleans the city as it goes
Sarah, we got lost in the crowd as we held hands in the dark
Lining both sides of the street to watch the New Years fireworks over Quassy Park
But I can't be there anymore
So here's a winter song for you
Take a ride from Glen Bernie
Cross along the Tappan Zee
Oh, I hope you're waiting for me
In Danbury
Crossing into Lichfield Hills
Down to my last dollar bill
Oh, I hope you're waiting still
As I'm racing the snow from New York state... to Danbury
Sarah, don't be hard on yourself; December kicks you when you're down
If the snow lets up we'll hitch up the sled, let it drag us through town
Let's head to Sundown for the weekend
You'll thank the winter for the snow
Sarah, when the sun comes again I'll take you back to Campbell Falls
Now that we're old enough to drink, I'll try to get us tickets to the Mayors ball
I can't be there anymore
So here's a winter song for you
As I'm racing the snow from New York state...
Bet it's cold on Crystal lake
And I'm stuck on 58
But winter turns our town into a snow globe like the ones I had in school
The snow is whiting out the streets
Cleans the city as it goes
Sarah, we got lost in the crowd as we held hands in the dark
Lining both sides of the street to watch the New Years fireworks over Quassy Park
But I can't be there anymore
So here's a winter song for you
Take a ride from Glen Bernie
Cross along the Tappan Zee
Oh, I hope you're waiting for me
In Danbury
Crossing into Lichfield Hills
Down to my last dollar bill
Oh, I hope you're waiting still
As I'm racing the snow from New York state... to Danbury
Sarah, don't be hard on yourself; December kicks you when you're down
If the snow lets up we'll hitch up the sled, let it drag us through town
Let's head to Sundown for the weekend
You'll thank the winter for the snow
Sarah, when the sun comes again I'll take you back to Campbell Falls
Now that we're old enough to drink, I'll try to get us tickets to the Mayors ball
I can't be there anymore
So here's a winter song for you
As I'm racing the snow from New York state...
Bet it's cold on Crystal lake
And I'm stuck on 58
Credits
Writer(s): Spinning Lucy
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