Father Christmas
I'm missing the time that I had
For Christmas I want it all back
And I bet the snowflakes
Can carry it my way
Then winter, it won't be so sad
On a highway
I drive by gingerbread homes
Their sugarplum chimneys are froze
But the warmth inside rises
And melts all the icing
But I keep on driving alone
Fa la la, Fa la la, Fa la la, La la la
Fa la la, Fa la la, Fa la la, La la la
Fa la la, Fa la la, Fa la la, La la la la
I need Jesus
To tell me that love isn't bought
In a store. It's found out in the lot
By a couple of brothers
Who needed each other
When their world had been torn apart
Fa la la, Fa la la, Fa la la, La la la
Fa la la, Fa la la, Fa la la, La la la
Fa la la, Fa la la, Fa la la, La la la la
Merry Christmas to us all
When the snowmen start to fall
We won't forget, all the time that we spent
With the ones that we cherish and love
Fa la la, Fa la la, Fa la la, La la la
Fa la la, Fa la la, Fa la la, La la la
Fa la la, Fa la la, Fa la la, La la la la
Island Arcade fills acoustic foundations with electronic ambience, beats, and synth. Inspired by Big Island aloha, IA's mission is to catalyze positivity.