Lyric Under the Mistletoe

There s no telling how far a kiss ll go

Wish on the highest star that this ll go

On right here where we are under the mistletoe

On Christmas night, it seems so right

That a lovely holiday dish made a mess of me

If love is this, it s my favourite recipe

The kind that fits to remind the rest of me

There s room to grow, under the mistletoe

But I made this "mist" as a Christmas wannabe

With a Christmas list that insists I ve gotta be

Hugged and kissed by this sweet miss in front of me

On Christmas night and every night

Just right here, in the doorway where they found us

They d like to leave but there s no way around us

I believe there s a spell that bound us

I ve gotta know, is it only the mistletoe

Gotta know, I m afraid to go

Don t want out if we re in the throes

Flames die out in the afterglow

And I ve gotta know, is it only the mistletoe

Don t think so

Gotta know, I m afraid to go

Don t want out if we re in the throes

Flames die out in the afterglow

And I ve gotta know, is it only the mistletoe

Don t think so

I gotta know

Say it ain t, say it ain t ... just the mistletoe