It's getting to be that time of year
When the snow piles up outside my window
The smell of evergreen is in the air
And Frosty the Snowman's on the radio
Climb up to the attic the coloured lights
Rolled up in old newspaper
The plastic baby Jesus, the Three Wise Men
And the gold Frankincense and murrh
I know that I'm gonna have trouble sleeping
Christmas Eve
And I think I will when I'm a hundred
And three
As long as there's Christmas they'll always be
A little bit of little girl in me
What a child inside of us
That'll always be there
As long as there's Christmas
As long as there's Christmas
Ooohh
Walking in a winter wonderland
While thoughts of hope run through my head
All the family will soon be there
And Rudolf's nose will be shining red
All the cardboard boxes filled to the brim
With our old decorations
Silent Night sings afar with all of us
And all the Congregation
There's a stocking with my name on it
Over the fireplace
And I hope that old St. Nick he won't
Be late
As long as there's Christmas they'll always be
A little bit of little girl in me
What a child inside of us
Will always be there
As long as there's Christmas
I'll stay young
Forever young
At heart
As long as there's Christmas they'll always be
A little bit of little girl in me
What a child inside of us
Will always be there
As long as there's Christmas
As long as there's Christmas
As long as there's Christmas
Ooohh
