• My scarf is twirling and flying
    Along with the snowflakes swirling
    Their own uniqueness
    They sparkle like sequins
    Beneath kaleidoscope of the Northern Lights
    And they outshine my own highlights
    I’ve grown numb in the ice
    As snow sprinkles like wedding rice
    Onto the gray pavement leading me to warm Christmas trees
    Where they sway and dance in the caroling breeze
    Alone just as I stand
    I clearly comprehend
    I’m like a small bird among giraffes
    Surrounded by ten hundred powder seraphs
    While in the distance I hear an audible chapel bell
    Right now though it’s too early to tell

    Will I find what I want under my Christmas tree?
    Wrapped in ribbons and snowmen paper
    But right now it’s too early to see
    If he’ll ever propose the favor

    Enchanted by the crescent moon
    Broken from her lunar cocoon
    In this fine eve
    I take my leave
    For I’m so full of doubt
    In this winter where about
    Losing my tracks that interfered the snow
    But now it’s too late to know

    I hop aboard this train departing New York City
    My hope makes its way towards a distant harbor
    Will I find what I want under my Christmas tree?
    Wrapped in ribbons and snowmen paper
    But right now it’s too early to see
    If he’ll ever propose the favor
    So I continue to dream that he’ll be
    A little more than a neighbor

    So all I’ll ever do
    Is sing
    Into crystal blue
    About a diamond ring