The sun is shining; the grass is green
The orange and palm trees sway
There's never been such a day in beverly hills l. a.
But it's december the 24th and i'm longing to be up north
I'm dreaming of a white christmas
Just like the ones i used to know
Where the tree tops glisten and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow
I'm dreaming of a white christmas
With every christmas card i write
May your days be merry and bright
And my all your christmases be white