BARBRA STREISAND - White Christmas lyrics

rate me

The sun is shining, the grass is green

The orange and palm tree sway

There's never been such a day

In Beverly Hills, L.A.

But it's December the twenty-fourth

And I am longing to be up North

I'm dreaming of White Christmas

Just like the ones I used to know

Where the tree tops glisten

And children listen to hear sleighbells in the snow

For 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

And may all your Christmases be white...