Four vocalists perform the classic holiday song against a sunny Beverly Hills backdrop, singing about longing for snow and sleigh bells. The layered harmonies and repeated lines create a wistful contrast between the warm December day and the idealized white Christmas they're yearning for.
The sun is shining, the grass is green, the orange and palm trees sway.
There's never been such a day in Beverly Hills. The sun is shining, the grass is green, the orange and palm trees sway.
But it's December the 24th.
And I am longing to be afloat. I'm dreaming of a white Christmas, just like the ones I used to know. Where the treetops glisten and children listen to hear sleigh bells in the snow. 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.
I'm dreaming of a life with bells, just like the ones I used to know.
I'm dreaming of a life with bells, just like the ones I used to know.
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, be white.
