Warm within and cold without It seems I have no voice In where reality's played out It would not be my choice: A stable bed to bring The child who would be king Into the world, but will it make A difference?
Then there comes a darkening Like a veil to the sky All the world is listening For just you and I Our crying voices bring This child who will be king Into the world to make The difference
Open eyes could not foresee All the pain you would bring Love and joy wash over me In my suffering And still there will be grief And set in sharp relief Against the path that makes The difference
Yet 'til that moment speaks I'll live in what I see For it is love that makes The difference
