Under The Mistletoe — текст песни (Clint Black)

Theres no telling how far a kissll go



Wish on the highest star that thisll go



On right here where we are under the mistletoe



On christmas night, it seems so right



That a lovely holiday dish made a mess of me



If love is this, its my favourite recipe



The kind that fits to remind the rest of me



Theres room to grow, under the mistletoe



But I made this "mist" as a christmas wannabe



With a christmas list that insists Ive gotta be



Hugged and kissed by this sweet miss in front of me



On christmas night and every night



Just right here, in the doorway where they found us



Theyd like to leave but theres no way around us



I believe theres a spell that bound us



Ive gotta know, is it only the mistletoe



Gotta know, Im afraid to go



Dont want out if were in the throes



Flames die out in the afterglow



And Ive gotta know, is it only the mistletoe



Dont think so



Gotta know, Im afraid to go



Dont want out if were in the throes



Flames die out in the afterglow



And Ive gotta know, is it only the mistletoe



Dont think so



I gotta know



Say it aint, say it aint ... just the mistletoe