There's a world outside the window Beyond the frosted glass. But Jack Frost has hidden it with delicate ice, you cannot pass. His crystal artwork hides the streams And green turfed, ice capped mountains Of a world of adventure Kings, and queens, and golden fountains. Strain to look, you might see through And catch a glimpse of a brand new place Blink, and then it's gone, All you see is snowy lace. The sun comes up, and slowly melts away all the icy patterns. And with it melts away the world. disappearing  so you can't see it any  more. All you see is your snowy back yard In it's frozen, winter chill. And you wonder where that world went Beyond the window sill. But someday, when you least expect You just may find yourself  Somehow There. In the world beyond the window.