Texty: The New York Room. In The Bleak Midwinter.

in the bleak midwinter
stormy winds may blow
earth stood hard as iron
water like a stone
snow had fallen snow on snow
snow, on snow, on snow
in the bleak midwinter
long, long ago

in the deep of winter
nestled in the cold
through icicles reflecting
take comfort and behold
snow is culling, hushed and lulled
loving hearts bestow
in the peak of winter
hold on a don't let go

in the bleak midwinter
stormy winds may blow
earth stood hard as iron
water like a stone
snow had fallen snow on snow
snow, on snow, on snow
in the bleak midwinter
long, long ago