Will I follow the wild sky,
the flying cloud, the frosty light.Will I join in their cry,
the arctic sky, the cold bite.Will I be, though don't know why,
the soothing mist, marvellous sight.Will I say goodbye,
as I take flight.Following the fae,
in Winterland white.

12 Nights of Christmas | Ring Out, Wild Bells
Will I follow the wild sky,
the flying cloud, the frosty light.Will I join in their cry,
the arctic sky, the cold bite.Will I be, though don't know why,
the soothing mist, marvellous sight.Will I say goodbye,
as I take flight.Following the fae,
in Winterland white.