Stood beneath the mistletoe My baby was about to leave Wrapped up tight that fateful night To guard against the freeze That snowy Christmas eve I led him to the door And even after he was out of sight I could hear his engine roar The hours came The hours went He didn't reappear And as the clock struck midnight My heart was struck with fear And then appeared some visitors A-knocking at my door 3 wise men Dressed in blue With dreadful gifts to bear The ghosts of Christmas Are haunting me again When you left that Christmas eve My life began to end They told their tale of sorrow Of how he met his end A frozen lake With shattered ice Beyond a hairpin bend The dreadful that was bestowed My one true love was drowned And though they searched the lake for days His body was never found The ghosts of Christmas Are haunting me again When you left that Christmas eve My life began to end That was seven long years ago But the memories never fade At night I imagine I hear him calling me From his icy grave I visit the lake every Christmas eve And I mourn for what I lost And every year I find the words I Love You Etched into the frost The ghosts of Christmas Are calling me again When you left that Christmas eve My life began to end The ghosts of Christmas Are haunting me again When you left that Christmas eve My life began to end