The snow was on the hill The fields were soft and white We touched and time stood still On that hill, on that night Your glances said, "Begin, Begin this strange affair" Your glances begged, "Begin" And we loved sweetly then Time will pass Memories fade Of a bold, bizarre charade Of a kiss in the night Out of time and sight The snow was on the hill The fields were soft and white We touched and time stood still On that hill, on that night