Nothing would be grander than the making of pomander.
A sensory delight on this lovely Christmas night.
Pomander and potpourri waifing through the Christmas tree.
Can't you smell the oranges and the cloves.
Snow is falling everywhere.
We're inside and we don't care.
As long as we have matches for the stove.
Nothing would be grander than the making of pomander.
A sensory delight on this lovely Christmas night.
Friends have gathered all around.
Roads are closed and we're locked down.
That's OK we'll outlast the snow.
The garland and the mistletoe,
set in place for those who know.
Don't miss this chance to steal yourself a kiss.
Nothing would be grander than the making of pomander.
A sensory delight on this lovely Christmas night.