Ooooooh. Mmm-mmm.
  Candles in the window.
  Shadows painting the ceiling.
  Just gazing at the fire glow
  and feeling that gingerbread feeling.
  
  Precious moments. Special people.
  Happy faces I can see.
  Somewhere in my memory
  Christmas joy's all aroud me.
  Living in my memory;
  all of the music, all of the magic,
  all of the family home here with me.
  
  Memories of my childhood
  when I was five, six or seven.
  I would wake when dawn would,
  living in Christmas day heaven.
  
  Precious moments and special people.
  Happy faces I can see.
  Somewhere in my memory
  all these dreams live within me.
  Deep within my memory;
  all of the music, all of the magic,
  all of the family home here with me.
  All of the music, all of the magic,
  all of the family home here with me.