To My Confidante This Christmas

I might not take you through the snow In a one-horse open sleigh But I must surely let you know How I feel for you this Christmas day There might be no mistletoe Under which by me you should lay But I must confess; from your head to your toe You are beautiful all the way If there is anything I need to do Anything at all you think I must Just mention, anything for you And I'll do it by Christmas My Confidante, I need nothing from you Yes nothing for this Christmas But your lips on mine too Well, that to me is a merry Christmas. © Kanu Ekpezu