Looking at the Christmas tree with all it's dancing lights
Makes me want to start to sing, my spirit it ignites
A toasty warmness comes over me and the songs from long ago
Start to sound out inside of me and proceed to overflow
Sing with me this Christmas song; oh, sing with me today
We're recalling an Infant King who brought us all a special way.
Decorating the home and tree and watching the shows so old
Reawakens in me, that lively joy: my memories they unfold
I snuggle up with blankets on and drink some Christmas cheer
What a blessings to recall this Babe: we celebrate Him every year.
Sing with me this Christmas song; oh, sing with me today
We're recalling an Infant King who brought us all a special way
Slowly I recreate all the scenes inside of my pondering mind
Then I proceed to look around for whatever I can find
Gently I place some hay around and surround it with some light
Then I lay the figurine that represents the Longed For Sight.
Sing with me this Christmas song; oh, sing with me today
We're recalling an Infant King who brought us all a special way
Now I know there are many ways to prepare for this special time
But I prefer the picturesque and those that lend to quiet rhyme
So don't be feeling I'm challenging you to put aside your ways
But rather that I'm sharing with you how I pass these special days.
Sing with me this Christmas song; oh, sing with me today
We're recalling an Infant King who brought us all a special way
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