Chris De Burgh - Snow Is Falling Snow Is Falling / Chris de BurghSnow is fallingsnow is falling on the groundIn the forestin the forest there ' s no soundA shallow grave is where we lieThe boys and men who diedAnd snow is falling on the groundAnd we are calling to be foundAnd the seasonsand the seasons come and goIn the springtimebirds will sing and flowers growAt summer ' s end , the autumn breezeWill whisper through the treesAnd leaves are falling on the groundAnd we are calling to be foundAnd in our homes , so many tearsThey don ' t know where we have goneAnd snow is falling on the groundAnd we are calling to be foundWe are calling to be found