Tekster: Kenny Loggins. December. Angels In The Snow.
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When December comes
Then we'll take the kids to Mama's
They can make snow angels in the yard
Like a Christmas card
We'll decorate the tree
Put an angel high above us
Like we always do
At Christmas
On and on it goes
Every year new memories to share
And for all we know
We will all of us be there
When the autumn leaves have gone to gold
And swallows know December's calling
I'll be flying home a thousand times
In all my sweetest dreams
I can see the glow in your eyes
As we sit by the fire
Like lovers we knew long ago
While we watch our angels in the snow
When December comes
We'll be trying to remember
Where we packed our woolen winter clothes
Only heaven knows
When December comes
We'll be hanging pine and holly
Singing all the songs we sing at Christmas
Home is ever near
Hearts return no matter what we do
And Love
Will build a bridge
And I will always be there with you
When the autumn leaves have gone to gold
And swallows know
December's calling
I'll be flying home a thousand times
If only my dreams
And I see the glow in your eyes
As we sit by the fire
Like lovers we knew long ago
While we watch our angels in the snow
When December comes
Then we'll take the kids to Mama's
They can make snow angels in the yard
Like a Christmas card
We'll decorate the tree
Put an angel high above us
Like we always do
At Christmas
On and on it goes
Every year new memories to share
And for all we know
We will all of us be there
When the autumn leaves have gone to gold
And swallows know December's calling
I'll be flying home a thousand times
In all my sweetest dreams
I can see the glow in your eyes
As we sit by the fire
Like lovers we knew long ago
While we watch our angels in the snow
When December comes
We'll be trying to remember
Where we packed our woolen winter clothes
Only heaven knows
When December comes
We'll be hanging pine and holly
Singing all the songs we sing at Christmas
Home is ever near
Hearts return no matter what we do
And Love
Will build a bridge
And I will always be there with you
When the autumn leaves have gone to gold
And swallows know
December's calling
I'll be flying home a thousand times
If only my dreams
And I see the glow in your eyes
As we sit by the fire
Like lovers we knew long ago
While we watch our angels in the snow
December
Loggins, Kenny
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