Jessica Simpson - What Christmas Means To Me Lyrics
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What Christmas Means To Me
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What Are The Lyrics For What Christmas Means To Me By Jessica Simpson?
Candles burning low
Lots of mistletoe Lots of snow and ice Everywhere we go Choir singing carols Right outside my door All these things and more That's what Christmas means to me my love Oh, yeah, yeah I see your smiling face Like I've never seen before Even though I love you madly It seems I love you more Oh, the little though you give me Touched my heart for sure All these things and more, darling And that's what Christmas means to me my love I feel like running wild I feel like just a little child To bring you 'neath the mistletoe Kiss you once and then some more Wish you a Merry Christmas, baby And such happiness in the coming year Let's deck the halls with holly Singing 'Silent night' Dress the trees with angel hair Pretty, pretty lights Go to sleep and wake up Just before daylight All these things and more, darling And that's what Christmas means to me my love Oh, yeah, that's what Christmas means to me I talk about desserts underneath the tree Talkin' 'bout lights of nights and snow Ooh, everybody sing now Yeah, that's what it means to me |
Who Wrote What Christmas Means To Me By Jessica Simpson?
Allen Story, Anna Gaye, George Gordy
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What's The Duration Of The What Christmas Means To Me By Jessica Simpson?The duration of What Christmas Means To Me is 3:00 minutes and seconds. |
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