There's frost in the air, but there's home in your eyes
And everything is still, but the twinkling lights
The shopfronts are cozy and faces aglow
As we watch two angels kiss in the fresh-fallen snow
A warm mug of chocolate, a sweet wagging tail
Let's carve some gingerbread men out of cookie dough
You've never looked so charming with flour on your nose
Won't you join me for a dance by the fire as it grows?
Now come lay beside me, here under the tree
And watch the colors blinking so merrily
But make one good wish before you're asleep
You never know what awaits you tonight in your dreams
