Žodžiai dainai: Dean Martin. A Winter Romance.

I never will forget the station where we met
You dropped your skis -- a happy circumstance
No one would have guessed we had started,
Started a winter romance.

And all the way to Maine, on that enchanted train,
The passing scenery didn't get a glance;
We held hands, completely light hearted,
Off to a winter romance.

Bridge:

We danced, that night, by candle light;
The world was white with snow.
The way we felt, we never felt;
The snow could melt and go.

But though the snow is gone, the romance lingers on,
And those that said it didn't stand a chance
Will know when they see us together,
That love's not been controlled by the weather,
And all of our summers, we'll have our winter romance.

(Though the snow is gone the romance lingers on)
(And those that said it didn't stand a chance)
Will know when they see us together
That love's not been controlled by the weather.
And all of our summers, we'll have our winter romance