Linda Ronstadt Follow

The sun is shining, the grass is green
The orange and palm trees sway
There's never seen such a day in Beverly Hills LA
But it's December the 24th and I am longing to be up North

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten and children listen
To hear those sleigh bells 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 those sleigh bells 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
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white