WHILE I WALK YOU HOME　　the streets of this town have turned white　　though snow flurries into our eyes　　we will find our way　　though we’ll stumble, stagger and sway　　　　it may seem like the city’s turned dark　　but your smile casts illuminant sparks　　and even a rough hailstorm　　couldn’t fight this whisper of hope　　　　tonight, in my arms,　　you’ll be ok, you’ll be safe　　i know you have a heavy heart,　　but i’ll try to shoulder the weight　　so i hold your hand and your burden　　while i walk you home　　　　could it be that this story begins　　as our cold hands with pale winter skin　　find a pulse and a matching beat　　as we’re close to your home, to your street