Candy Cane Lane - Point of Grace

Just a hint of peppermint and every single thing begins to feel like Christmas

And just like the snowflakes, no two are ever the same

Red and white and candy striped in every shape and size, oh what a sweet treat

this is

So hop on the choo choo and woo woo to Candy Cane Lane

You’ll be all aglow from your head to mistletoes, oh

There’s no road that could ever smell as sweet or look as good enough to eat

There’s nothin' like a city block of hangin' lights, where I

Just wanta curl up by the fire for a couple cups of cider and

Roast all those marshmallows

They’re hung up in the trees in line, the bulbs all fill the street just like a

scene from a snow globe

So baby, let’s go take a stroll down to Candy Cane Lane

You’ll be all aglow from your head to mistletoes, oh

There’s no road that could ever smell as sweet or look as good enough to eat

There’s nothin' like a city block of hangin' lights, where I

Just wanta curl up by the fire for a couple cups of cider and

Roast all those marshmallows

Add a pinch of cinnamon and suddenly the world begins to taste like December

And you’ll always remember comin' down to Candy Cane Lane …

Just a couple licks from the minty sugar stick and everything turns wintergreen

On Candy Cane Lane, one block from Gum Drop Street