Yeah, mostly I like the Christmas time Just eating the snow and getting it in my shirt Yeah, mostly I like the Christmas time When earth is as white as the snow
Yeah, mostly I don't like to go Where the same old yellow is covering the floor And if I said dream-bird run in Paris He would never come back to me
Hey-yey, yeah mostly I like the Christmas time Hey-yey, nothing more, that is all
And thoughts hide in these dancing shadows Thoughts hiding more, then eats my soul Like the land without snow or winter Spring would never come back to me
Hey-yey, yeah mostly I like the Christmas time Hey-yey, nothing more, that is all Hey-yey, yeah mostly I like the Christmas time Hey-yey, nothing more, that is all
Yeah, mostly I like the Christmas time Just eating the snow and getting it in my shirt Yeah, mostly I like the Christmas time Earth is as white as the snow