In the depths of my darkest moments 
She was there
An ethereal vision 
A gentle love unknown 

And  a phone call found her at home
Yule tide joy in the midst of winter

Santa Claus came on an Oxford street
Baliol college thoroughfare
With chestnut ovens aglow
Mince pies and mistletoe
In Debenhams

Sale price trousers and Willie Nelson CD's
Played for a song at the City HMV

Yet  I was thinking of her an ocean away
Was she alone should I call her today
Waiting in silence in a closed door way
Listening and wanting for her to say
Hello!
Oh! My!
Good morning
Merry xmas Sir knight  
In her own soft way

And  enchanted was I
By the daring I'd shown
This beautiful lady
Perhaps all alone

Should I ask of her health
Well really I know
She is beautifully radiant
Her skin all a glow

And the scent of her perfume
Invades all my mind
Imagined the fragrance
The romantic kind
For a lady like that

Christian Dior or a Chic Anais
Just a touch at her throat
In this warm xmas kiss 

Wishing and wanting that she were mine
And things with the heart they could be  so fine 
Oh please pretty lady Just give me a chance
For The heart of a hero to start this romance