Texty: Brian McKnight. I'll Be Home for Christmas. Let It Snow.

The snowman in the yard is frozen hard
It's a sorry sight to see
For if he had a brain he'd complain
I'll bet he wishes he were me

Oh, the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

No, it doesn't show signs of stopping
But I've got some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

When we finally kiss goodnight
How I hate going out in the storm
But if you really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm

Oh, the fire is slowly dying
And my dear we're still goodbying
As long as you love me so
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

Oh, the fire is slowly dying
And my dear we're still goodbying
As long as you love me so
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow