Yeah, mostly I like the Christmas time
Just eating the snow and getting it in my shirt
Yeah, mostly I like the Christmas time
When earth is as white as the snow

Yeah, mostly I don't like to go
Where the same old yellow is covering the floor
And if I said dream-bird run in Paris
He would never come back to me

Hey-yey, yeah mostly I like the Christmas time
Hey-yey, nothing more, that is all

And thoughts hide in these dancing shadows
Thoughts hiding more, then eats my soul
Like the land without snow or winter
Spring would never come back to me

Hey-yey, yeah mostly I like the Christmas time
Hey-yey, nothing more, that is all
Hey-yey, yeah mostly I like the Christmas time
Hey-yey, nothing more, that is all

Yeah, mostly I like the Christmas time
Just eating the snow and getting it in my shirt
Yeah, mostly I like the Christmas time
Earth is as white as the snow