Remember last Christmas eve. When we sat next to our first tree. Ornaments reflected light. Of a candle in the night And I gave you a music box. Back then it seemed like so much. We watched it
Oh-oh-oh-oo. Yeah, yeah. Ah, mm. (Christmas) the snow's comin' down. (Christmas) I'm watchin' it fall. (Christmas) lots of people around. (Christmas) baby, please come home. (Christmas) the church
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the tree tops glisten. And children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow, oh, the snow. I said, I'm dreaming of a white
night. Slowly, gently. Night unfurls its splendour. Grasp it, sense it. Tremulous and tender. Hearing is believing. Music is deceiving. Hard as lightning, soft, as candle light. Dare you trust the music
with, so you put up a fence. Just when you feel like it's all gonna end. I'll make you feel like it's christmas again. Oh, like it's christmas again. I'll be the first snow in your eyes. I'll be the glow