Enya - Amid the falling snowHow I remember sleepless nightsWhen we would read by candlelight,And on the windowpane outsideA new world made of snow;A million feathers falling down,A million stars that touch the ground,So many secrets to be foundAmid the falling snow.Maybe I am falling down.Tell me should I touch the ground?Maybe I won't make a soundIn the darkness all around.The silence of a winter's nightBrings memories I hold inside;Remembering a blue moonlightUpon the fallen snow.Maybe I am falling down.Tell me should I touch the ground?Maybe I won't make soundIn the darkness all around.I close my window to the night.I leave the sky her tears of white.And all is lit by candlelightAmid the falling snow.