Merry Christmas from Latitude

 

It doesn't show signs of stopping,
And I've bought some corn for popping,
The lights are turned way down low,
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!

When we finally kiss goodnight,
How I'll hate going out in the storm!
But if you'll really hold me tight,
All the way home I'll be warm,
The fire is slowly dying,
And, my dear, we're still goodbying,
But as long as you love me so
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!