The treetops are leaning
They covered in snow
The fire′s burning
And you're nearly home
The bars are all empty
I can′t hear a soul
With everything closed now
There's nowhere to go
Come rest your weary
Head on my chest
The year is behind us
We're still at our best
The magic of Christmas
Is what′s coming next
So, lean in, kiss me
And all of the rest
Baby, this time of the year
Can make you feel old
But when I am with you
I don′t feel the cold
So, let's dance in the kitchen
And climb up the stairs
I hope when we wake up
There′s love everywhere
Mm-hmm
Hm-mm
Hmm
Baby, this time of the year
Can make you feel old
But when I am with you
I don't feel the cold
Hold on to your lover
Be good to your friends
Remember the people
Who no longer there
Lean into the moment
The memories you share
And have a Merry Christmas
Everyone, everywhere
Writer(s): Simon John Aldred, Samuel Frederick Smith
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