That’s Christmas to Me
The fireplace is burning bright, shining all on me I see the presents underneath the good old Christmas tree And
The fireplace is burning bright, shining all on me I see the presents underneath the good old Christmas tree And
Santa, tell me if you’re really there Don’t make me fall in love again If he won’t be here next
Santa called to make sure I’m prepared He said, “Winter love’s spreading everywhere” Summer came and took off with the