You're My Christmas
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                                  Sean Altman
                            Arrangement: Sean Altman
                            Lead vocal: Sean Altman
 
 
 Love, come and take a walk with me into the town.
 Come on love, who cares if the mud turns the snow from white to brown
 
 'Cause you're my Christmas, you're my snw,
 And you're my crystal fire aglow
 We've got to find our way to the mistletoe
 'Cause I wanna make love to you
 
 Once Christmas needed icicle trees and frosty air
 But now love, all I need's your breath in the sun, the light
 in your hair
 
 'Cause you're my angel, tinsel and bows
 You're my child with the runniest nose
 Your arms are tree limbs bending with the weight of the snow
 Girl I wanna make love to you.
 
 We said for worse or for better,
 And maybe we said it too fast
 But here one sweet Christmas has come 
 And we last and last and last and last in love
 
 Think I'm just a boy with his mittens clipped to themselves,
 Oh love, or maybe the most mischievious one of Santa's elves
 
 'Cause you're my sugar plum on her toes
 And white December embers aglow
 Whether we're in Shrub Oak or in Tokyo
 Girl I wanna make love to you
 
 You're my Christmas, you're my snow
 You're my steam at 20 below
 We've got to find our way to the mistletoe
 'Cause I wanna make love to you.