What'll I do when you are far away. And I am blue, what'll I do?. What'll I do when I am wondering who. Is kissing you, what'll I do?. . What'll I do with just a photograph.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten,. and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas. Just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten,. and children listen. To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
Gone is the romance that was so divine. 'Tis broken and cannot be mended. You must go your way and I must go mine. But now that our love dreams have ended.