HöR Die Stimmen Der Nacht
Won't somebody help me chase these shadows away
Half past twelve
And I'm watching the late show in my room all alone
How I hate to spend the evening on my own
Autumn winds
Blowing outside the window as I look around the room
And it makes me so depressed to see the phone
There's not a soul out there
No one to hear my prayer
Gimme gimme gimme your love after midnight
Won't somebody help me chase these shadows away
Gimme gimme gimme your love after midnight
Take me through the darkness to the break of the da
White Christmas
written by Irving Berlin (1942)
performed by Babyface
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
And 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
And have a merry Christmas
And have a merry Christmas, too
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
All your Christmases
All your Christmases be white
And have a merry Christmas (to fade)