Christmas to me is wherever she might be Singing carols with the choir, hanging stocking by the fire Making Christmas bows, hanging mistletoe 'Cause where she is I wanna be, that's what Christmas is to me
Christmas to me is as far as I can see Pasture fields covered with snow, White Christmas on the radio Children in sleighs and mama's ginger bread At home with just the family, that's what Christmas is to me
Christmas to me is a tall cedar tree Decorated and adorned with Christmas balls and strings of pop corn Tensil wrapped with care with wades of angel hair A final star atop of Christmas tree, that's what Christmas is to me
Christmas to me is the new born baby Lying quietly in the hay when the angels came to say 'Peace on earth to man' and I pray for peace again Sing softly Nativity, that's what Christmas is to me
Christmas to you, pray it never be blue And may all your dreams come true Merry Christmas to you