Nghệ sĩ: David Archuleta

Sidewalks covered up in snow Lights up everywhere we go Santa's on his way It's Christmas every day It's here…

Every night, it's all the same, You're frozen by the phone you wait, something's c hanged You blame your self…

I hung up the phone to night, some thing happened for the first time, deep inside It was a rush, what a rush…

Bow your head Don't be bold You'll survive by Doing what you're told Said love is earned And we can't choose…

Tone ....Every time we touch I can feel it right inside me ...It's a different kind of rush I wanna see you…

Tone Oh no Another man down Another heart left on the dance floor Took a bite, now he wants more Words flow…