Crowded streets It’s the season People rushing desperately for the wrong reasons This time of year Voices are singing We forget sometimes just why the bells are ringing
As we walk Down memories’ halls We see the rows of family pictures on the walls
Tell the story Write the song Of who we are and where we all belong
Let this be christmas Like the past Give your heart and make it last Remember always what it means Keep it true And keep it evergreen
It’s not gifts That we receive It’s the time we spend together that we need And the presents That we’ll be giving Need no paper wrapped in shiny boughs of ribbon
Don’t need someone else’s first on paper cards Just to show me how you feel It says more than printed words To let someone you love know how you feel
Let this be christmas Like the past Give your heart and make it last Remember always what it means Keep it true And keep it evergreen
Let this be christmas Like the past Give your heart and make it last Remember always what it means Keep it true And keep it evergreen
