As her pale frame looms over the shuttle
And she carefully rivets her fingers...
I love this holiday
and all it represents...
Seeing presents piles up
Gifts being given...
I got a letter the other day,
from santa clause himself...
You have to hold her high up to see
The angel at the top of the Christmas tree...
The trees are up and the lights are on
Christmas time is here...
I'd wish you all a Merry Christmas
But then the trouble would begin...
Christmas is coming.
Christmas is coming...
Every year it's all the same,
that 25th day you know its name...
Did you ever know
That Jesus was born under a shining star...
*Not Mine!! I found it in a magazine, and I loved...
I'm sad this Christmas and I can't quite figure it...
Icicles on trees
and the roads as cakes with snowy topping...