Текст: Chris Isaak. Chris Isaak Christmas. Pretty Paper.

Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents to your darling from you
Pretty pencils to write 'I love you'
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue

Crowded street, busy feet hustle by him
Downtown shoppers, Christmas is nigh
There he sits all alone on the sidewalk
He's just hoping, he won't pass him by

Should I stop? Better not, much too busy
I'm in a hurry, my, how time does fly?
And in the distance the ringing of laughter
And in the midst of the laughter he cries

Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents to your darling from you
Pretty pencils to write 'I love you'
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue

Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue