Just Like Christmas
Gabrielle Aplin, Al Sparhawk, Zachary Micheletti
On our way from Stockholm,
It started to snow,
And you said it was like Christmas,
But you were wrong,
It wasn't like Christmas at all.
By the time we got to Oslo,
The snow was gone,
And we got lost,
The beds were small,
But we felt so young.
It was just like Christmas,
It was just like Christmas,
It was just like Christmas,
It was just like Christmas,
It was just like Christmas,
It was just like Christmas.
It was just like Christmas,
It was just like Christmas,
It was just like Christmas,
It was just like Christmas,
It was just like Christmas,
It was just like Christmas,
It was just like Christmas,
It was just like Christmas.
