My Favorite Christmas

My favorite Christmas was Radio City Rockets and reindeer The way that you kissed me There, under a tree where a tree shouldn't grow Shook up my heart like the snow in that globe Wherever you are this Christmas Eve night I hope yours is white and not blue We've drifted so far, but isn't that life? Guess some wishes ain't meant to come true Still, my favorite Christmas was you Macy's and Bloomingdale's, dressed up in tinsel Frost covered memories hit me like mistletoe Kisses and taxis and hotels and trains Hoping the snow wouldn't turn into rain Wherever you are this Christmas Eve night I hope yours is white and not blue We've drifted so far, but isn't that life? Guess some wishes ain't meant to come true Still, my favorite Christmas was you And the glow of those gold twinkle lights For all we got wrong, well, we got so much right There've been Christmases after and so many before You're still my favorite, am I still yours? Am I still yours? Am I still yours? Am I still yours? Wherever you are this Christmas Eve night I hope yours is white and not blue We've drifted so far, but isn't that life? Guess some wishes ain't meant to come true Still, my favorite Christmas was you And my favorite Christmas was you