White are the mountains, white are the trees, when the snow starts to fall in, it's all that I need to remember, to love that is waiting for me, and I know that I'm dreaming white Christmas. White are the valleys, white are the sea, do I still have those left, an old memory to remind me, of love that was our winter sea, now I know that I'm dreaming white Christmas. Cold are the mornings, oh cold are the day, but now everything frozen is melting away, and the snow holds my love and so I start to pray, now I know that I'm dreaming white Christmas. Where are the mountains and where are the trees, are they gone like the winter while I went to sleep, when I wake in the morning, I'll find all I need, and I know that I'm dreaming white Christmas. Where are the mountains and where are the trees, are they gone like the winter while I went to sleep, when I wake in the morning, I'll find all I need, and I know that I'm dreaming white Christmas. When I wake in the morning, I'll find all I need, and I know that I'm dreaming white Christmas.