Mistletoe & Memories from Christmas Country by Sean O´Haines, Angel Carter

The market lights are glowing warm
Snowflakes dancing in the storm
I wander through the wooden stands
A cup of cider in my hands
Then suddenly I turn around
Your voice cuts through the crowded sound
One look from you and I can tell
The past ain't gone not all the way

I never thought I'd see you here
Not on a night this full of cheer
The smell of cinnamon and pine
Brought back the days when you were mine
You smiled the way you used to do
And every scar felt soft and new
I said your name the world stood still
And all the hurt turned into thrill

Sometimes love just hides away
Waits for one December day
To warm the heart and clear the skies
With one look in familiar eyes

Under mistletoe and memories
We're finding what we used to be
Christmas lights above our heads
Healing words we never said
Snow is falling slow tonight
Turning wrongs to something right
Maybe love just needed these
Mistletoe and memories

We walk past stalls of glowing gold
Your coat is warm your hand is cold
You say you've changed you found your way
You learned what matters day by day
I feel the truth behind your tone
The kind you only earn alone
And in your eyes I start to see
A place still meant for you and me

The choir sings a gentle hymn
You laugh the way you did back then
The years apart the nights we cried
Fade like smoke in winter skies
I brush a snowflake from your hair
You breathe in deep the Christmas air
My heart beats slow but brave and free
Asking if you'll walk with me

Under mistletoe and memories
We're finding what we used to be
Christmas lights above our heads
Healing words we never said
Snow is falling slow tonight
Turning wrongs to something right
Maybe love just needed these
Mistletoe and memories

Let the past fall with the snow
Let forgiveness gently grow
Sometimes hearts return in time
To the place where stars align

Under mistletoe and memories
You found your way back home to me
Cinnamon air and silver lights
Two lost hearts on Christmas night
Snow keeps falling soft and free
Like hope returning quietly
Now I know we're meant to be
Under mistletoe and memories

• Country
• country ballad
• emotional country
• storytelling song
• Houston