Sittin' front the fire
Watchin' the snow glow, through the window
All I know is I'm not to old
To believe in stars and mistletoe
Furry tails on animals who's nose glow
Find their way into my dreams
You'll be sure that nobody really knows
If the trees will be white or green
When cinnamon and clove
Warm your hands and cold toes
Then some ones knocking on your door
Cards arrive in multiple of 5, a mail man
Greets you with a rosy-cheeked 'hello'
You turn around and hear the sound
Of the world suddenly covered in snow
And you wonder just where did the year go?
For now you're heart has that little glow
Sittin' front the fire
Watchin' the snow glow, through the window
All I know is, I'm not too old
To believe in stars and mistletoe
To believe in stars and mistletoe