Eskimo Kisses

I never make a perfect snow angel by myself
There'll always be the handprint left where I climbed out
But with you to lend a hand you'll see
The angel's left in piece
Till the sun melts her away
Gracefully. She hears us say
"We'll see you next year angel.
We'll see you next year angel.
We'll see you next year angel.
We'll see you next year angel.
Angel. We'll see you next year"