Though it is cold outside, and often lonely; I know that there is a garden inside me. We all see the the snow, wind blowing to and fro; But I feel the warmth in my heart where beauty grows. The flowers are bright and there never is night. I feel all this warmth and I needn't sight. I feel the glow of the sun in my chest, Of all the feelings, this is the best! I close my eyes, smile on my face; And go to my garden of joy, warmth, and grace.