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.


Lyrics submitted by ThreeMilesDown, edited by SuperKing80

Mister Pine song meanings
Add Your Thoughts

10 Comments

sort form View by:
  • +1
    General Comment

    wow. absolutely amazing.

    matchbox_20on October 25, 2007   Link

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!