I Look Out My Dark Bedroom Window,
To See A Beautiful Sight,
A White Wonderland,
So Still At Midnight,
The Snow-Covered Trees,
Reaching From A White Blanket,
And Keep Me At Ease,
It's A Wonderful World,
A Wonderful Land,
It's So Hard To Believe,
So Different Than Day,
When It's Busy And Hectic,
And Awfully Mad,
But The White Wonderland,
Makes This Land Look Not Even Half Bad
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