Besedila: Lee Ann Womack. The Season For Romance. Forever Christmas Eve.

(Greg Barnhill/Phil Swann)

It's something so magical, incomprehensible
Yet it's so sensible, this you and me
The snow on the street outside that catches the blue moonlight
Why can't it always be
Forever Christmas Eve

Sparks from a midnight flame, the giggle of French champagne
A kiss sends about half way to fantasy
Wait mister brand new year, why can't we stay right here
Oh, how I wish it could be
Forever Christmas Eve

A distant bell is ringing out across the winter land
It's singing out a song of things to come
And though this kind of holiday is not what we had planned
It's wonderful tonight

It's something so magical, incomprehensible
Yet it's so sensible, this you and me
The snow on the street outside that catches the blue moonlight
Why can't it always be
Forever Christmas Eve

Sparks from a midnight flame, the giggle of French champagne
A kiss sends about half way to fantasy
Wait mister brand new year, why can't we stay right here
Oh, how I wish it could be
Forever Christmas Eve

Wait mister brand new year, spare us a little cheer
Why can't it always be
Forever Christmas Eve
Forever Christmas Eve