It doesn't matter if it's warm outside, I can still feel the winter's cold It doesn't matter if the ground is dry, I can picture white, powdered snow Even as the palm trees sway, I can smell the scent of a pine With a little spirit and imagination It feels like Christmastime time It doesn't matter if Santa's sleeping, I can still hear the sleighbells ring It doesn't matter if the music stops, I can still hear the carolers sing Even as the palm tree sway, I can smell the scent of a pine With a little spirit and imagination It feels like Christmastime time With a Christmas tree strung with lights and a mistletoe It feels like Christmastime time It feels like Christmastime time It feels like Christmastime time It feels like Christmastime time It feels like Christmastime