| I used to count the days 'til Christmas came
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| Clouded my veins with toys and candy cane
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| Dreamed of bells like whispers from the spires
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| Memories of tinseled wrapping swirl in fire
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| Keeping warm, the inner child
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| But he’s different now
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| He’s different now
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| It’s different now…
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| Tonight I can see the North Star shining bright
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| Glowing are gifts I’ve had for my whole life;
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| Love and home and health and family
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| Can’t help but think of those with less than me
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| And I wish them happiness
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| And offer a song
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| It’s different now
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| It’s different now
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| It’s Christmas now…
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| To feel, pure holiday
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| A different warmth to void the gray
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| Hoping, as my heart swells with cheer:
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| Health and peace for one more year
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| Now we’re caroling
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| A different song the choir sings
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| Hoping, as my heart swells with cheer
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| Health and peace for one more year
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| Health and peace for one more year |