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Music

It's Christmas, Sweetheart

04:27
Bipolar Explorer
12/02/2014
Michael Serafin-Wells

Story

As told to Ground Control Magazine: "I had the little riff and the jangly kinda chorus playing my Tele through a short delay and I was trying to find the words. I kept singing “It’s Christmas” and then the next line sorta wordlessly, just looking for the sound of it, over and over, until it just came out: “Sweetheart." I really feel that Summer gave that to me. Like she was sitting here looking over my shoulder while I played and just whispered the word into my ear because I could barely sing it for crying the first several times it came out of my mouth." - Michael talking about writing "It's Christmas, Sweetheart".

Lyrics

In dreams I weep to wake from

Because I'm bound to you

Oh, thank god for the day

I was ever found by you

The snow was falling

And so did I

So sweet and kind and true

It made me cry

To ever have to say goodbye

It's Christmas, Sweetheart

I can feel your footstep on the stair

Smell your ginger sweetness in the air

And I know you're everywhere

It's Christmas, Sweetheart

I can feel your footstep on the stair

All I want is just for you

To take me with you there

In dreams I weep to wake from

Because I'm bound to you

Oh, thank god for the day I was ever found by you

So I'll remember, darling

What you said

About a life of love, so better led

It's Christmas, Sweetheart

(Spoken) Michael: Happy Christmas, Summer.

(Spoken) Summer: I can't wait til you're here!