snowy day, part 2

Your song that echoes mine
a complex harmony in a very surprising
third or fourth act to this otherwise
pretentious life And on the snow day
we see a way to happiness all things
are present in the present moment the
marking of the calendar merely the
blocking notes on a script
We make our way through the sweet hours
Most of our words belong to the girl
she is what we have come to and what
I have found with you, this beautiful woman,
this true daughter of the Lady
I'm no Jimmy Stewart, but I hold you close
my own blonde Kim You make me laugh
You give me meaning In your eyes
I find hope, and a new world, and a place
we can be surprised by all that
our little girl has to say, a place
to breath easy, a place to stay young