Christmas Magic

Kissing you under the mistletoe led to bigger things I received a Christmas gift that night that Santa cannot bring Being naughty can sometimes be nice no matter what they say I had a smile across my face all that Christmas Day The stockings I was thinking of were not hung up with care They were taken off with other clothes and flung over a chair Unwrapping our gifts at the same time late on Christmas Eve Makes the idea of Christmas magic something I still believe It’s the gift that keeps on giving, all throughout the year I cannot help but think about it, every time that you come near But receiving it on Christmas Eve is somehow special on that night No other present under the Christmas tree can fit me just as right