Christmas To Me

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