Is this just a dream? Don't wanna change a thing about you And all my lonely days Seem so far away without you You say you're so happy now And you say
Makin' the best of a situation Buildin' a house on a strong foundation Everybody wants to feel alright When you fly off in the wrong direction Turn it
I know it ain't easy But its not nice for you to leave me There's no words to describe it in French or in English Diamonds they fade Flowers they bloom
Na, na, na-na, na-na, na Na, na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na Na, na, na-na, na-na, na Na, na, na-na, na-na, na-na, na-na Blood and wine may flow Only
Fortunately you Have someone who relies on you We started out as friends But the thought of you just caves me in The symptoms are so deep It's much too
Go Tell it on that mountain Over the hills and everywhere Hey go Tell it on that mountain Jesus Christ is born Go Tell it on that mountain Over
I'll be home for Christmas You can count on me Please have snow and mistletoe And presents on the tree Christmas eve will find me Where the lovelight
(Scent of an angel) Keeps me drivin' all night just to get to you (Scent of an angel) I keep your picture on my dash just to get me through (Scent of
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody
Merry, merry Christmas, baby Sure did treat me nice I said merry Christmas, baby Sure did treat me nice Gave me diamond rings for Christmas Now I'm living
I'll have a blue Christmas without you I'll be so blue just thinking about you Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree Won't be the same thing if
Daddy's in the hallway Hanging pictures on the wall Mama's in the kitchen Making casseroles for all My brother came home yesterday From somewhere far
Sleep, my child And peace attend thee All through the night Guardian angels God will send thee All through the night Soft the drowsy hours Are
One Two One, two, three! She got a shack Floating down the Pontchartrain With the water rolling in You gotta swim before the levees start to crack Another
I walked the heat of seven hills Endless talk of losing wills Great highways in a constant melt Men and women and children all have overbuilt Buying
Way back in the year of 2017 The sun was growing hotter And oil was way beyond its peak When crazy Hector Johnson broke into a refinery And the black
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
Walking down the street of dreams, eating from the fruits of life Tripping now on the smallest things Trying to reach the light, trying to reach the
