Deck The Halls Song Lyrics Novels & Stories

They were led down to a dining hall and Nancy’s mouth was left agape when she saw how beautifully designed it was. The hall was pretty large and could comfortably fit at least 500 people but it only had one table and two chairs in the middle of it. The warm lights from the beautiful white and gold chandeliers that hung over the table cast an alluring glow over the white upholstery over the chair and the rest of the rest of the hall. The floor was scattered with lillies everywhere that she couldn’t take a step without stepping on one. A live band was rendering one of her favorite songs, Micheal Bolton’s old school classic, ‘When a man loves a woman.’

All of which, have been about the wedding. The day is so close now. I link my arm through my dad's and face the white double doors as they swing open. Gabe clicks his fingers to the DJ, who is standing at the end of the hall with the turntables to play the tunes. Immediately our song, "Endless Love" by Lionel Ritchie and Diana Ross, starts playing loudly in the background. I think Gabe only hired Brad to play the decks because he's tanned, built and blonde, but hey I'm not going to hold it against him to hire some eye candy.

Dorin said, excitedly, “Can you sing it? I Heard there was a ‘Song of Phases’ too!” “It goes something like this...” Prince Xander starts to hum. Then he said words that have long lost their meaning. As he sung, he made small steps that consists mostly of stumping on the ground. “No, you’ve got the words wrong!” Johan said with his mouth full, Xander faced him, his brows raised. “It’s not ‘hisheladeck’, it’s ‘hi shella de-eck’, and the tune goes a bit higher at that part!” he starts to sing it, his voice strong and true. “It means, `the burning fire will keep the heart warm’.”

An empty street, an empty house A hole inside my heart I'm all alone, the rooms are getting smaller I wonder how, I wonder why I wonder where they are The days we had, the songs we sang together Oh, yeah And oh, my love I'm holding on forever Reaching for the love that seems so far So, I say a little prayer And hope my dreams will take me there Where the skies are blue To see you once again, my love Overseas, from coast to coast To find a place I love the most Where the fields are green To see you once again My love (Source: G****e) Finally, they finished dancing, as Niken, her best friend, finished singing. "Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!" The shouts of the guests wanting them to kiss again began to be

"Fo-ur calling birds... Threee... French hens... Twoooo turtle doves..." Then many voices all together... "And a partri-idge in a pear tree..."" Kirstie's voice, "What's next? What's five?" Michael, Mitch and Jenny, Haswell and his wife, all shouting... "Gold RINGS!"... Followed by gales of laughter. In the quiet of the hall, I stand, an ear cocked, listening to it all, then realise I'm smiling to myself. Should I join them again? ? They might expect me to sing...

Damn, this guy’s good. One of the guys takes out a harmonica and blows the key that they will begin singing in. It’s not a song that I’ve ever heard, but I realize quickly that the song must be called You’re a Heavenly Thing. When they sing the line about “sprinkled roses all over you”, they actually sprinkle rose petals over my head. And when they sing “took the model and threw it away”, I had to laugh, as they mimed throwing something away. Then, at the end, they kept singing “you’re all mine, all mine”. He is indeed staking his claim again, telling everyone here that I’m his.

“Here’s your key card. Thank you for choosing us. Do have a wonderful stay.” “Thanks,” I mutter, quickly taking the key card and heading straight for the elevator, Ahmed silently following behind. **ONE HOUR LATER** The atmosphere shifts the moment I step into the event hall. The space is grand—almost excessive. Floor-to-ceiling glass windows reflect the warm glow of chandeliers. The sound of clinking glasses and distant chatter blends into the melody of a live band playing softly in the background. The room is alive with movement, guests drifting from table to table, engaged in conversations, laughter punctuating the air.

Her big smile lit up her face as each syllable reverberated, and she and Cassandra sang along to the music : “You're my wish list Lookin' at you got me thinking Christmas Snowflakes in my stomach when we're kissin' And when you're comin' down the chimney, ooh, it feels so good I need that Charles Dickens You'll be Santa Claus and I'll be Mrs. I'll take you for a ride, I'll be your vixen I don't even know, I'm talkin' Christmas I'm talkin', I'm talkin' (ah) Caught up in the loveliness of the music, she lost herself to the dance, her movements completely in sync with the jubilant tempo of the song.

"You need to change the gender. And then, here. You will start here." My frown deepen. Why does this lyrics have to suck me up? I clear my throat and start hitting the tiles. "Cause my heart breaks a little when I hear your name It all just sounds like ooh, ooh, ooh, hoo Mm, too young, too dumb to realize That I should have bought you flowers And held your hand Should have gave you all my hours When I had the chance Take you to every party 'cause all you wanted to do was dance~"

As we move into the great hall it is decorated with icy white and silver snowflakes and balloons with a couple of round glass tables and chairs that have white cushions on the seats. All the tables that are set with black silver leaf embossed plates, utensils, and napkins are all in place sittings on either side of the aisle that was created to lead to the stage and dance floor. It is like an elegant winter wonderland. Tea went all out. The band playing on the stage at the moment is a jazz band. From what I heard, there are two bands, one who plays jazz and another who plays classical dance songs.