Our Own Christmas Song

Pull the night up over my arms
You trim the tree, I'll put up the star
I'll wear that sweater that's down to my knees
And you will kiss the freckles on both of my cheeks
And we will sing
Our own Christmas song

Ooooo

I'll push the hair back from your eye
So when you wake there'll be snow in the sky
You sing so softly that only we hear
About the love you promised for all of our years
And we will sing our own Christmas song

Ooooo

You pull the night up over my arms
You trim the tree I'll put up the star
I'll wear that sweater that's down to my knees
And you will kiss the freckles on both of my cheeks
And we will sing
Our own Christmas song

Ooooo



Credits
Writer(s): William Frederick Schmidt, Rachel Alexandria Duvall-schmidt
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