Christmas — Leona Naess

words are falling form your lips like Christmas to my hips so dangerous the strangest feeling of being i want willow trees and melodies and flowers counting hours till he's breathing leaving the rest behind

cause i am full of love i want kisses and dresses a late night message that cradles, halos me to sleep cause i am full of love yes i am full of the above

so cover me but lover be patient loves ancient but not for me

cause i am full of love i am full of the above like Christmas stays with you walk through darkened streets as we lay true lights from your heart lead me to you