Old Fashioned Christmas

Under the lights You catch my eye I've never seen in slow motion I can't look away That laugh you make Must be Nat King Coles rendition The firelight makes your skin glow You must already know what you do to me I'm already dreaming about An old fashioned Christmas With a stranger across the room I don't know your name but I know what we'll do We'll slow dance to vinyls, take strolls in New York City Maybe make some snow angels, you'll tell me I look pretty With you Ask my friends for your name And it's such a shame That they don't even know you So dear God I pray Please let him make the first move The firelight makes your skin glow You must already know what you do to me I'm already dreaming about An old fashioned Christmas With a stranger across the room I don't know your name but I know what we'll do We'll slow dance to vinyls, take strolls in NYC Maybe make some snow angels, you'll tell me An old fashioned Christmas With a stranger across the room I don't know your name but I know what we'll do We'll slow dance to vinyls, take strolls in New York City Maybe make some snow angels, you'll tell me I look pretty It's not a lot to ask, but it's a thing of the past It's just a daydream, I know deep down that this won't last But all I want is An old fashioned Christmas with you With you, with you An old fashioned Christmas with you With you, with you An old fashioned Christmas with you