No travel plans, no shopping malls, no candy canes, or 
Santa Claus.
For as the day of rest draws near, it's just the two of 
us this year.
No silver bells or mistletoe,
we'll kiss and watch our TV shows.
I'll come to you, I'll sing to you, like it's Christmas 
in the room.
I'll dance with you, I'll laugh with you, till it's 
Christmas in the room.
No traffic jams, no ice and storm, far in the house the 
fire is warm.
No Christmas tree, no great parade, it's just an 
ordinary day.
No parties planned, no place to go, it's just the two 
of us alone.
And in the house, we see a light that comes from what 
we feel inside.
I'll come to you, I'll sing to you, like it's Christmas 
in the room.
I'll dance with you, I'll laugh with you, till it's 
Christmas in the room.
... till it's Christmas in the room.
Oh I can't see the day when we'll die, but I don't care 
to think of silence.
For now, I hear you laughing; the greatest joy is like 
the sunrise...
No gifts to give, they're all right here, inside our 
hearts the glorious cheer.
And in the house we see a light that comes from what we 
know inside.
I'll come to you, I'll sing to you, like it's Christmas 
in the room.
I'll dance with you, I'll laugh with you, till it's 
Christmas in the room.
I'll come to you, I'll sing to you, like it's Christmas 
in the room.
I'll dance with you, I'll laugh with you, till it's 
Christmas in the room.
... like it's Christmas in the room.