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Snowed Under by Your Glow

Snowed Under by Your Glow

retro Christmas pop๏ผŒ76 BPM, featuring Piano, Strings, Sub-bass, and Light 808, mood: candle-lit, late-night, quietly euphoric
Mila DaiDec 28, 2025
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[Verse 1] Soft street-lights flicker through the frost on the pane Spotify shuffles โ€œwinterโ€ but I only hear your name [Verse 2] Weโ€™re tangled in a blanket thatโ€™s still learning how to fit Your laugh is warm cocoa I keep sipping bit by bit Outside the world is folding underneath a paper-white But in the gold of your reflection every shadow feels polite [Pre-Chorus] And I know Januaryโ€™s waiting with its questions and its clocks Yet the hush between your heartbeats is the only calendar I stock [Chorus] Iโ€™m snowed under by your glow, no need for mistletoe Every breath you take is December in slow-motion If tomorrow never shows, if the fire turns to cold Iโ€™d still be held in the afterglow of this moment [Verse 3] You trace constellations on the fog of the cafรฉ glass While Sinatra whispers โ€œfaithโ€ and we let the whole year pass No angels on the tree-top, just the halo of your hair And every ornament is secondary to the light you spill in here [Pre-Chorus] So let the city keep on rushing, let the headlines keep their noise Iโ€™ve found the only quiet that doesnโ€™t try to destroy [Chorus] Iโ€™m snowed under by your glow, no need for mistletoe Every breath you take is December in slow-motion If tomorrow never shows, if the fire turns to cold Iโ€™d still be held in the afterglow of this moment [Bridge] Maybe snow will disappear, maybe seasons rearrange But the way you say โ€œstayโ€ makes forever feel in range No resolutions needed, no wish-list in my hand Just the promise of your fingers writing futures in the sand [Chorus โ€“ Repeat] Iโ€™m snowed under by your glow, let the whole year go Every second tastes like cinnamon and ocean When the skyline starts to glow and the dawn begins to show Iโ€™ll still be snowed under, snowed under by your glow [Outro] The kettle hums a lullaby, the porch-light starts to fade I pocket every snowflake like a memory we made Snowed under by your glow, snowed under by your glow In the afterglow of this moment