The sun is shining, the grass is green

The orange and palm tree sway

There's never been such a day

In beverly hills, l.a.

But it's december the twenty-fourth

And i am longing to be up north

I'm dreaming of white christmas

Just like the ones i used to know

Where the tree tops glisten

And children listen to hear sleighbells in the snow

For 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 may all your christmases be white...