The sun is shining
The grass is green
The oranges, the palm trees sway
There`s never been such a day
In Beverly Hills, LA
But it`s December, the twenty-fourth
And I`m longing to be up north
I`m dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops 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
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white