"Miss Believer" but with my own adjustments to the lyrics:

I'm Miss Believer, your pretty sleeper,

My twisted mind is like snow on the road,

My shaking shoulders prove that it's colder

Inside my head than the winter of dead.

I try to tell you, "I love you",

But the muffs on your ears will cater my fears.

My nose and feet are running as we start

To travel through snow,

Together we go~

We get colder~

As we grow older~

We will walk~

So much slower~

I'm Miss Believer, your pretty weeper,

My twisted thoughts are like snow on the rooftops,

Please take my hand, we're in foreign land,

As we travel through snow,

Together we go~

Together we go~

We get colder~

As we grow older~

We will walk~

So much slower~

Why am I writing this you ask? Because it's snowing. In April. WELCOME TO MY HOME, EVERYBODY! Also, a cutie from my church joined one of my WhatsApp groups with my other church friends *trying desperately not to squeal and screech*. He's really nice, and he plays the piano, and I love tiny bells, so when it started snowing, I immediately thought of this song.