Colored lights
and snowy streets.
Presents wrapped
and tasty treats.
Holding hands
and ringing bells.
Everywhere
delicious smells.
That’s how we know
it’s Christmas.
This time of year
our hearts are warm
in spite of those wintry storms.
This time of year
we love to give;
we feel what it is to live.
Fireplaces
burning bright.
Frosted windows
cast their light.
Wandering minstrels
singing songs.
Conversations
all night long.
That’s how we know
it’s Christmas.
This time of year
our hearts are warm
in spite of those wintry storms.
This time of year
we love to give;
we feel what it is to live.
We celebrate the love that was born on this day,
that is born in our hearts and that shows us the way.
Friends around
to hold us tight.
Candles burning,
trees alight.
Glistening stars
are up above.
Smiles dance,
people love.
That’s how we know
it’s Christmas.
That’s how we know
it’s Christmas.
and snowy streets.
Presents wrapped
and tasty treats.
Holding hands
and ringing bells.
Everywhere
delicious smells.
That’s how we know
it’s Christmas.
This time of year
our hearts are warm
in spite of those wintry storms.
This time of year
we love to give;
we feel what it is to live.
Fireplaces
burning bright.
Frosted windows
cast their light.
Wandering minstrels
singing songs.
Conversations
all night long.
That’s how we know
it’s Christmas.
This time of year
our hearts are warm
in spite of those wintry storms.
This time of year
we love to give;
we feel what it is to live.
We celebrate the love that was born on this day,
that is born in our hearts and that shows us the way.
Friends around
to hold us tight.
Candles burning,
trees alight.
Glistening stars
are up above.
Smiles dance,
people love.
That’s how we know
it’s Christmas.
That’s how we know
it’s Christmas.