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