The frost is crisp, it snaps, it sings, The morning light on silver wings. Each step I take, the snow replies, A symphony beneath the skies. [Chorus] Oh, the winter trails, they gleam, they glow, With a sparkling rhythm only we know. Accordion whispers, brass horns cry, A magical waltz where snowflakes fly. [Verse 2] The pines are draped in icy lace, A jeweled wonderland, a snowy embrace. My breath a cloud, it floats, it twirls, In this frozen dance of boys and girls. [Bridge] Trombone slides like a sled downhill, Bass drum taps with a frosty thrill. Oh, the magic’s real, it steals the day, As the morning trails lead winter's ballet. [Chorus] Oh, the winter trails, they gleam, they glow, With a sparkling rhythm only we know. Accordion whispers, brass horns cry, A magical waltz where snowflakes fly.
