It was a snowy night, when suddenly in the distance there was something bright. A snowman with a red scarf and a top hat, but no, I couldn't be right. I shine my lamp and see it all so clear in the light. I picked him up and notice it isn't cold, like the snowman of old. It was warm and cuddly and happy to be found then as if by magic so many more appeared around. So bend an ear and then you'll hear, "Take us home and make us your own."