Автор: Mr. Strange

I’ll give you the moon at night I’ll give you the stars to light your eyes I’ll give you the

Girl no matter where I go I call you after every show In your voice I hear a funny tone

I’ll be home for Christmas; You can count on me. Please have snow and mistletoe And presents on the tree.

Oh I, Oh I I tell you over and over That you don’t know how you make me feel I

All I am, all I’ll be Everything in this world All that I’ll ever need Is in your eyes Shining

I hope the man upstairs isn’t mad at me Because I have one of his angels And she’s here with

Baby let me love you To the 98th degree girl and heat it up I’m down, girl let’s heat it

I heard you found yourself a new man And you say you’re happy as can be No one can play

One think I’m sure of is that we will always be Even though the road seems to get a little

God rest ye merry gentlemen, Let nothing you dismay, Remember Christ our Saviour Was born on Christmas Day; To save