white christmas

the sun is shining the grass is green, the orange and palm trees sway, there's never been such a day, in beverly hills, la, but it's december the 24th, and i'm longing to be up north. i'm dreaming of a white christmas, just like the ones i used to know. where the tree-tops glisten, and children listen, to hear sleighbells in the snow. i'm dreaming of a white christmas, with every christmas card i write, "may your days be merry and bright, and may all your christmases be white". i'm dreaming of a white christmas, just like the ones i used to know. where the tree-tops glisten, and children listen, to hear sleighbells in the snow. i'm dreaming of a white christmas, with every christmas card i write, "may your days be merry and bright, and may all your christmases be white".