You can't write a song out of thin air you have to feel and know what you are writing about.
When I'm worried and I can't sleep I count my blessings instead of sheep.
I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, just like the ones I used to know.
Things that really matter are the things that gold can't buy, so let's have another cup o' coffee and let's have another piece o' pie.
The song is ended, but the melody lingers on.
There may be trouble ahead - But while there's moonlight, and music, and love, and romance -Let's face the music and dance.