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....
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.
The sun is shining, the grass is green. The orange and palm trees sway. There's never been such a day. In Beverly Hills, L.A.. . But it's December the 24th.
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..