Текст песни Good All Year - Crash Adams

Snow angels in the front yard
Lights on the roof look like stars
I'm holding you in my arms
Ah-ah, ah-ah

Laughing 'til my stomach aches
The kids are staying up late
A smile on everyone's face
Ah-ah, ah-ah

It's all in the little things
There's joy in the holidays
So raise your glass like this will never change

If I could bottle up the way I feel
I would keep on sippin' on this cinnamon and cheer
You know it tastes like
Church bells and Christmas classics
To get me through the madness
If I could bottle up the way I feel
I'd be good all year
I'd be good all year
I'd be good all year

I've got the luckiest life
Counting my blessings at night
To keep the season alive
Ah-ah

You know it's all in the little things
There's joy in the holidays
So raise your glass like this will never change

If I could bottle up the way I feel
I would keep on sippin' on this cinnamon and cheer
You know it tastes like
Church bells and Christmas classics
To get me through the madness
If I could bottle up the way I feel
I'd be good all year

Good all year (oh, oh-oh)
I'd be good all year
Good all year (oh, oh)
I'd be good all year

Good all year
I'd be good all year
Good all year
I'd be good all year