A sweet kiss I stole
Under the mistletoe
On the eve of Christmas
The night I would fall
You see that can never
Be taken from me at all
The memory lives on
Though you are gone
The love I am left with
Shall always be true
The winter must
Come before the spring too
You may dwell in my mind
Like mistletoe in a tree
Living on forever
In my heart as a summers dream
