[Verse 1] Snow on the sprucewood, soft and slow Lanterns glowing under branches bowed low Tiny tracks dancing where the moonlight lands Little boots, little bells, little busy hands [Chorus] Snowfall in the sprucewood, hush, don’t speak Trumpet in the treetops, silver and sleek Elves in the needles, laughing in time Christmas in the forest, sweet and sublime [Verse 2] Sax on the hillside, smoky and warm Drifting with the flurries in a lazy storm French horn humming like a distant choir Round red mittens by a twig-made fire [Chorus] [Bridge] They twirl around the trunks in a circle so wide Candy-cane stripes on the sled they ride Trumpet calls the stars out, one by one Sax sighs low as the night is spun French horn holds the moment, glowing and bright While snow keeps falling on this Christmas night [Chorus]
