98° - If Everyday Could Be Christmas Lyrics
Get the lyrics to the song: If Everyday Could Be Christmas by 98° at LyricsKeeper.com.
If Everyday Could Be Christmas
| If Everyday Could Be Christmas Lyrics |
|---|
What Are The Lyrics For If Everyday Could Be Christmas By 98°?
If every day could be Christmas
What a wonderful world this would be We could carry this feeling within us All through the year (All through the year) If every day could be Christmas Christmas lights up the city Rooftops covered in snow Lovers sharing a sleigh ride cuddle close And their eyes seem to glow Window shopping on Main Street Bundled up head to toe Children ice skating 'round the Christmas tree I see smiles young and old Christmas lights up the city Rooftops covered in snow Lovers sharing a sleigh ride cuddle close And their eyes seem to glow Church bells ring in the distance Peace on earth fills the air Side-walk Santa's handing out candy canes I feel love (I feel love) everywhere (everywhere) Christmas lights up the city Rooftops covered in snow Lovers sharing a sleigh ride cuddle close And their eyes seem to glow It's the time We open up and give from our hearts Let it all shine (brighter) Than any star Christmas lights up the city Rooftops covered in snow Lovers sharing a sleigh ride cuddle close And their eyes seem to glow |
Who Wrote If Everyday Could Be Christmas By 98°?
Gary Baker, Frank Joseph Myers, Anthony Little
|
What's The Duration Of The If Everyday Could Be Christmas By 98°?The duration of If Everyday Could Be Christmas is 5:04 minutes and seconds. |
More Lyrics
0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
Lyrics Of The Day
- Natascia Diaz: Old Folks The old folks don't talk much…
- Jon Bryant: Evening Sun All the colors of the evening sun…
- Afro-Blues Quintet + 1: Shop Around When I became of age my mother called me to her side…
- John Brown's Body: Over the River Time stains like red wine…
- Daniel Boone: Beautiful Sunday Sunday morning, up with the lark…