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