Yesterday you fell out of the sky
Covered all my faults up, just like snow
You turned this place into a Winter Wonderland
I barely recognise who or where I am.

My heart melted at your touch:
Turned into slush.

This substance does not belong in a city
Just as snow cannot stay on the ground for long
The gritters come and they turn it all to slush
‘Cos folks round here, well they've got to catch the bus.

My heart melted at your touch, yeah:
Turned into slush.

Ohhh yeah...

My heart melted at your touch:
Turned into slush.

And if I could, I would refrigerate this moment.
I would preserve it for all time.
And I know I don't stand a snowball in Hell's chance
So let's sing ‘Auld Lang Syne’.
Sing it out, sing it out, now!

My heart melted at your touch:
Turned into slush.