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