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
