Mistletoe

Mistletoe    
Even though  
I want you so    
I will not ask    
That year is gone    
and it's still a no    
    
Mistletoe    
I know    
Laughter's flow    
This often happens    
We play along    
Leaves flutter, berries glow    
   
Mistletoe    
Winter blows    
Festive branches to and fro    
We picked them while    
you sing a song    
Like a dream from long ago    
   
Mistletoe    
Sun is low    
Fog on the hills below    
Intoxicated still    
I'm into carrying on    
As friends we will grow    
   
Mistletoe    
Don't go    
Uneven ratio    
I will not ask    
That was once upon    
all of time and all of no