Oh daddy, oh daddy
Look there, look there...
Hand in hand we scuffed towards the tree,
in baggy pajamas with floppy feet...
Christmas is the time that we all look forward to.
But what if it all just went away, everything we...
The heavens are hushed,
The time has come...
White crystals flutter all around;
An enchanting thing we call snow...
Pimple hell,
pimple hell...
My letter to you this year Santa is the same as...
I still haven’t received it and another...
I sit by the window as soft snow flies,
Each flake different as it falls from the skies...
The presents are un-wrapped,
The paper thrown away...
Christmas Eve in my hometown
Snow falling in the air...
Sitting outside, in the bright sunshine
Admiring our presents, which are so fine...
Evergreen altar
Pine and myrrh on winter air...