The treetops are leaning They're covered in snow The fire is burning and you're nearly home The bars are all empty, I can't hear a soul With everything closed now, there's nowhere to go
Come rest your weary head on my chest The year is behind us, we're still at our best The magic of Christmas is what's coming next So lean in and kiss me and all of the rest
Baby, this time of year Can makе you feel old But when I am with you I don't feel the cold
So let's dancе in the kitchen and climb up the stairs I hope when we wake up there's love everywhere, mm-hmm Mm-mm Mm
Baby, this time of the year Can make you feel old But when I am with you I don't feel the cold
Hold on to your lovers, be good to your friends, mm Remember the people who are no longer there Lean into the moment, the memories you share And have a Merry Christmas, everyone, everywhere
Compositores: Samuel Frederick Smith (PRS), Simon John Aldred (PRS)Editores: Cherry Ghost Music Ltd, Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)Administração: Warner-tamerlane Publishing Co (BMI)Publicado em 2022ECAD verificado obra #37323441 e fonograma #43006826 em 03/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM