The sun is shining, the grass is green
  The orange and palm trees sway
  There's never been such a day
  In Beverly Hills, LA
  But it's December the 24th
  And I'm longing to be up north
    I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
  Just like the ones I used to know.
  Where the treetops glisten,
  And children listen
  To hear sleigh bells in the snow.
    I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
  With every Christmas card I write.
  May your days be merry and bright.
  And may all your Christmases be white.
    I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
  With every Christmas card I write.
  May your days be merry and bright.
  And may all your Christmases be white