Under the lights, where the cold winds blow,
There's a spark in the air, a warmth we know.
It's not just the snow, or the candles that glow,
It's the magic of the mistletoe.
Feel the whispers, they call tonight,
The world is quiet, under silver light.
In this moment, we're not alone,
Hearts are closer, the season's tone.
A branch of green, with berries so white,
Holds a promise in the frosty night.
It's not just tradition, it's something more,
A spell of love we can't ignore.
The magic of the mistletoe,
Brings us near, sets hearts aglow.
One little kiss beneath the bow,
And love will find its way to show.
The fire's warm, but your eyes are bright,
A thousand stars in the winter night.
Every smile, every gentle sway,
Feels like magic on this holiday.
A branch of green, with berries so white,
Holds a promise in the frosty night.
It's not just tradition, it's something more,
A spell of love we can't ignore.
The magic of the mistletoe,
Brings us near, sets hearts aglow.
One little kiss beneath the bow,
And love will find its way to show.
Through the years, we'll remember this,
The magic started with a simple kiss.
It's more than a season, it's the way we feel,
The mistletoe makes it all so real.
The magic of the mistletoe,
Brings us near, sets hearts aglow.
One little kiss beneath the bow,
And love will find its way to show.
Through the years, we'll remember this,
The magic started with a simple kiss.
It's more than a season, it's the way we feel,
The mistletoe makes it all so real.
Through the years, we'll remember this,
The magic started with a simple kiss.
It's more than a season, it's the way we feel,
The mistletoe makes it all so real.