I’m dreaming of a white musical box

Just like the ones I used to know

When the heaven door open

And babies listen

To hear sweet dreams in the bow

I’m dreaming of a white post box

With every Christmas card you write

May your days be cherished and shine

And may all

Your Christmases be fine

I’m dreaming of a white shoe’s box

Just like the ones I used to know

When your door got opened

And your toes listen

To hear my secrets in a row

I’m dreaming of a white letter’s box

With every Christmas card I write

May your days be merry and bright

And may all

Your Christmases be white