Mister Pine Lyrics

Mister Pine lyrics

An icicle feast for my watery eyes;

lacing, swirling and floating.

An ice castle for us to live in, come on,

we're holding hands under
our palace of snow.



Soft hushed breath it goes in and out, in and
out

Frost tracing the window pane up and down, up and down.



Pale blue frosted cakes for us to feed on,

bright eyes always shining
always glowing.

Icicles hanging from our fingertips.



Soft
hushed breath it goes in and out, in and out

Frost tracing the window
pane up and down, up and down



Follow the crystal air to the
snowflake village

where people made of gumdrops greet you;

Merry
mornings Mr. Pine.