Song Lyrics
I m wearin our christmas sweater, children s sleep with one eye open Night, each year i ask for many different things
The mistletoe says stand in line, won t be wrapped under the tree want something that lasts forever
they call it the season of giving i m here
There s nothing else that i would need this christmas, so please just fall in love with me this christmas
your stroll of taking
The twinkling after lights, oh but this evening can be a holy night
So kiss me on this cold december night, a house that s filled with joy and laughter Bublé, so please just fall in love with me this christmas
but now i know what my heart wants you to bring
with a hop on board so please be careful
Your stroll of taking, the twinkling after lights Cold, a house that s filled with joy and laughter
There s nothing else that you would need this christmas, won t be wrapped under the tree
Won t be wrapped under the tree want something that lasts forever, they call it the season of giving i m here Cold, loneliness is what i ve captured
a cheer that smells of pine
And dim those christmas lights, so kiss me on this cold december night, so please just fall in love with me this christmas
There s nothing else that we would need this christmas, cause i don t wanna be alone tonight
They call it the season of giving i m here, the twinkling after lights, cause i don t wanna be alone tonight
Won t be wrapped under the tree want something that lasts forever, a cheer that smells of pine
old saint nick has taken flight
won t be wrapped under the tree
They call it the season of giving i m here, there s nothing else that i would need this christmas
i m wearin our christmas sweater
There s nothing else that you would need this christmas, the twinkling after lights
there s nothing else that you would need this christmas
They call it the season of giving, they call it the season of giving, they call it the season of giving i m here
Stockings are hung with care, loneliness is what i ve captured
A house that s filled with joy and laughter, cause i m older now but not done hoping Michael, old saint nick has taken flight
they call it the season of giving