There's a snowman in my garden, that I've been building all today, and it's smiling. It's an honest piece of snow, and I'd like my friends to know, how fast and jolly it seems, like a jump or a creep, but it's my own creation. Look across the fields, snowmen, hundreds of snowmen, marching towards the sun. Dededede, dededede, dededede, dedededede, all the snowmen fought to go. Dededede, dededede, dededede, dedededede, dededede, dededede, all the snowmen, feelings bloom. Every snowman to a man, seems to love this weary land. Isn't it amazing? But catch your tears, stay cold, black eye. Snow will melt, my friend, you'll die. But your smile still lingers on, to the sound of spring birdsong. It's my own creation, it's my own creation. Dedededede, dededede, dedededede, dededede, dedededede, all the snowmen fought to go. The icy snow erased the darkness and didn't come to the save them. It's not a city I know, It's not a mountain below, All the snowmen fought to go. It's not a city I know, It's not a mountain on theале, It's not a ghee I know, It's not a cow with ears than sin, It's not a warm house than some d exhausting brain and Minister? It's not a storm I've sun, It's not a blitzen child... It's been on its feet so snow, And I'd like my friends to know How fat and jolly it seems But it's my own creation It's my own creation It's my own creation It's my own creation It's my own creation It's my own creation It's my own creation It's my own creation It's my own creation It's my own creation It's my own creation It's my own creation