It doesn't matter if it's warm outside, I can still feel the winter's cold

It doesn't matter if the ground is dry, I can picture white, powdered snow

Even as the palm trees sway, I can smell the scent of a pine

With a little spirit and imagination

It feels like christmastime time.

It doesn't matter if santa's sleeping, I can still hear the sleighbells ring

It doesn't matter if the music stops, I can still hear the carolers sing

Even as the palm tree sway, I can smell the scent of a pine

With a little spirit and imagination

It feels like christmastime time.

With a christmas tree strung with lights and a mistletoe

It feels like christmastime time.

It feels like christmastime time

It feels like christmastime time

It feels like christmastime time.

It feels like christmastime.