• Through the misty snow-covered woods
    I travelled far and wide
    I admired the crystal covered Dogwoods
    The way the ice sparkled and shined

    I soon arrived at a little old house
    Stars were twinkling in the sky
    I tip-toed past, quiet as a mouse
    And decided to pass it by

    As I was walking alone, thinking quietly
    I heard a voice behind me
    I turned around and smiled brightly
    And said, "Merry Christmas, Mommy."

    But there was nobody there when I turned around
    For once I just wish I could hear that sound