• The sky is covered with fluffy clouds
    Everything seems to be covered with whipped cream
    The Christmas lights sparkle like stars reflected in the river
    Everything is frigid except his warm hand around mine
    My cheeks are numb, though I know theyre hot
    He looks at me, smiles, and hugs me close
    I smile because he's so warm, or maybe thats just me
    We stand there for what seems like hours, his arms around me
    I get tired but don't want to go so I lay my head on his shoulder
    For theres one thing I'll never grow tired of
    And that's this Christmas Romance.