When the water is chilled
And sea's all still
When the birds don't seem in sight
And sky's full of wind
When the rains' a bane
And in house everyone stays
When the nose is red
And eyes are cold
Woolens are my friend
And quilt I love
Where everyone's curled up
Warmth we seek
More than the woolens
I find it in the street
In the little hearts
While i looked in big halls
It's snowing outside
I sit by the window
Holding my tea
Wrapped in a quilt
Looking at the tree
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