I twirl through the driveway with angelic grace,
'Till I slip on the sidewalk and fall on my face.
'Cause Peppermint Winter is so sugar sweet,
I don't need to taste to believe.
What's December without Christmas Eve?
So the snowflakes start falling and I start to float,
'Till my mean older brother stuffs snow down my coat.
This Peppermint Winter is so sugar sweet,
I don't need to taste to believe.
All this holiday cheer,
Heaven knows where it goes,
But it returns every year.
- Excerpt parts from Peppermint Winter by Owl City