"White Christmas" lyrics

The sun is shining, the grass is green
The orange and palm tree sway
There's never been such a day
In Beverly Hills, L.A.
But it's December the twenty-fourth
And I am longing to be up north

I'm dreaming of white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the tree tops glisten
And children listen to hear sleigh bells in the snow

For I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
With every Christmas card I write
May your days be merry and bright
And may all your Christmases be white
And may all your Christmases be white...