Things tremble, tingle
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Like a bubble full of rainbows
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Then crack
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Sizzle, sing and whisper
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When the shadows lace the moonlight with black
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Things with silver lining
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Sparkling tinsel twinkle, shining
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With waving whispy willow wings
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That breath the song of Christmas time dreams
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Things that glow and glisten
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Eyes of children when they listen then burst
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Things are touched
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The whistful wish of watching someone else succeed first
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Days dingle, dangle
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With a million parts I'm tangled to
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And satin stars that spangle
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And those Cristmas bells that clangle
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Our dreams
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I'm dreaming of Christmas
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To you merry Christmas
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I'm dreaming of a merry Christmas
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To you very merry Christmas
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Galloping and gliding
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Santa Claus his sleigh we're riding in
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Bringing joyful tiding to the dreamers who are lying below
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I'm talking a day of dreams
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Wishes and moonbeams
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Let it tremble, tingle like a bubble full of rainbows and light
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When you came to wake me and to wish me merry Christmas in love
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Christmas in love
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I can tremble tingle like a bubble full of rainbows and light
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When you came to wake me and to wish me merry Christmas in love (x3)
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Christmas In Love
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Renee Olstead |