Christmas to me is wherever she might be
Singing carols with the choir, hanging stockings 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 sleds 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 popcorn
Tinsel wrapped with care with webs of angel hair
A final star atop the 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 men" and I pray for peace again
Scenes of the Nativity, that's what Christmas is to me
Christmas to you, may it never be blue
And may all your dreams come true
Merry Christmas to you