When You Were Mine [SEQUEL TO THE GIRL IS MINE]

The Christmas Album

712: INT. PAISLEY PARK (STUDIO) DAY FADE IN: 

One week later, Michael and Rachael arrive at Paisley Park to record a Christmas album. 

MICHAEL: (recording with Rachael)
It came upon the midnight clear
That glorious song of old
From angels bending near the earth
To touch their harps of gold
To touch their harps of gold
To touch their harps of gold... 

PRINCE: That was beautiful guys. Next we'll segue into the overture which I already have from your last Christmas album, so let's just do the title track. Mike, you take lead on this one. (plays the track)

MICHAEL: (starts singing)
How I miss that old-fashioned Christmas
Carols being sung by the tree
Window's candlelight shining bright
For the whole world to see
Children's eyes of sweet expectations
Wondering what each present will hold
Lying in their beds and impatient
On long Christmas Eves of old
It used to be that all the family
Would gather for this one night
It used to be that special feeling
Shared together knowing
Christmas was here
One night a year
How I miss that old- fashioned Christmas
Memories that last through the years
Call me sentimental, don't mind if you do
I wish an old fashioned Christmas to you... 

PRINCE: Ok, the next track will be an instrumental of O Holy Night, so let's do "Home For The Holidays". Rach, you're taking lead now. (plays the track) 

RACHAEL: (starts singing)
Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays
For no matter how far away you roam
When you long for the sunshine of a friendly gaze
For the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home
I met a man who lives in Tennessee and he was heading for Pennsylvania and some homemade pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania folks are travelling down to Dixie's sunny shore
From Atlantic to Pacific, gee, the traffic is terrific
Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
If you want to be happy in a million ways
For the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home
I met a man who lives in Tennessee and he was heading for Pennsylvania and some homemade pumpkin pie
From Pennsylvania folks are travelling down to Dixie's sunny shore
From Atlantic to Pacific, gee, the traffic is terrific
Oh, there's no place like home for the holidays
'Cause no matter how far away you roam
If you want to be happy in a million ways
For the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home
For the holidays you can't beat home, sweet home
(track fades) 

PRINCE: Great job, let's keep going. (plays the next track)