WHITE CHRISTMAS

The sun is shining, the grass is green,
The orange and palm trees sway. 
I've never seen such a day in Beverly Hills LA.
But it's December the 24th,
And I am longing to be up North.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones we used to know,
When the tree tops glisten, and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write.
May your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white.
     I'm dreaming of a white Christmas...