Our hearts are growing tender by the moment Recalling our childhood, we are home Sip a cup of cocoa in the hour Lament by the fire, we are home The smell of snow is the smell of home Dripping woolen jumpers by the stove The loving of our kindred memories The stable and the pilgrim's treasuries The peeling of an orange's golden The season like no other, we are home The smell of snow is the smell of home Dripping woolen jumpers by the stove Look up, lay your gentle, lay your calm Look up, they are coming from afar Look up, they are here to cover all Look down at the blossoms when you walk The smell of snow is the smell of home Dripping woolen jumpers by the stove The smell of snow is the smell of home The smell of snow is the smell of home Dripping woolen jumpers by the stove