Christmas In Your Arms - Bill Anderson

All my friends are asking me

Where I plan to spend the holidays

People seem to celebrate the season

In so many different ways

Some go where the weather’s freezing cold

While others like it warm

I don’t care about the weather

Just whether I spend Christmas in your arms

We could drive up to the mountains

Build a fire and watch it snow

We could sail down to the islands

Where the gentle breezes blow

I’d be happy in the city

I’d be happy on the farm

I don’t care where I spend Christmas

As long as I spend Christmas in your arms

It was only last December

I had no Christmas spirit in my heart

My world lay cold and shattered

In the ashes of a dream that fell apart

But now you’re here beside me

No greater gift is wrapped beneath my tree

And the arms you wrap around me

And the precious gift of love you give to me

We could drive up to the mountains

Build a fire and watch it snow

We could sail down to the islands

Where the gentle breezes blow

I’d be happy in the city

I’d be happy on the farm

I don’t care where I spend Christmas

As long as I spend Christmas in your arms

I don’t care where I spend Christmas

As long as I spend Christmas in your arms