You woke up in a strange mood
In a room with a thousand candles around
A taste of cinnemon bread in your mouth
And trees and stars and angels and love
You should have known all along
That ride is not good on your own
Alone
Last time I gave you my heart
But the very next day you were off with the sleigh
Wake me up before you go go go
Tonight we\'re going home to the pole
You should have known all along
That ride is not good on your own
You had frost bitten feed when you got home
Home
Ride the supersleigh!