a minha música de natal

Tiptoe by the window
By the window, that is where I’ll be
Come tiptoe through the bluebells with me

Tiptoe from your pillow
To the shadow of the willow tree
And tiptoe through the bluebells with me

Knee deep, in flowers we’ll stray
We’ll keep the showers away

And if I kissed you in the forest
In the moonlight, by the old old tree
Come tiptoe through the bluebells with me

Knee deep, in flowers we’ll stray
We’ll keep the showers away

Tiptoe by the window
By the window, ’cause that is where I’ll be
Come tiptoe through the bluebells with me
With me

 

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