Point Of Grace

Candy Cane Lane
Just a hint of peppermint and every single thing begins to feel like Christmas And just like the snowflakes, no two are ever the same Red and white and candy striped in every shape and size, oh what a sweet treat this is So hop on the choo choo and woo woo to Candy Cane Lane You'll be all aglow from your head to mistletoes, oh There's no road that could ever smell as sweet or look as good enough to eat There's nothin' like a city block of hangin' lights, where I Just wanta curl up by the fire for a couple cups of cider and Roast all those marshmallows They're hung up in the trees in line, the bulbs all fill the street just like a scene from a snow globe So baby, let's go take a stroll down to Candy Cane Lane You'll be all aglow from your head to mistletoes, oh There's no road that could ever smell as sweet or look as good enough to eat There's nothin' like a city block of hangin' lights, where I Just wanta curl up by the fire for a couple cups of cider and Roast all those marshmallows Add a pinch of cinnamon and suddenly the world begins to taste like December And you'll always remember comin' down to Candy Cane Lane ... Just a couple licks from the minty sugar stick and everything turns wintergreen On Candy Cane Lane, one block from Gum Drop Street From Letras Mania