I see the bells
I hear of smells
We talk about elves
But I don’t meet any
I hear of smells
We talk about elves
But I don’t meet any
I see the lights
That shine so bright
On this winter night
I’m getting frostbite
That shine so bright
On this winter night
I’m getting frostbite
Have you touched
that wonderful Christmas feeling?
Do you see
this colourful paint is peeling?
I feel cold
I feel sick
Christmas is not about old Saint Nick
We need to do more
Than give our money to stores –
Reflect on the love
God gives from above
that wonderful Christmas feeling?
Do you see
this colourful paint is peeling?
I feel cold
I feel sick
Christmas is not about old Saint Nick
We need to do more
Than give our money to stores –
Reflect on the love
God gives from above
I hear a thousand snowflakes
Landing in the trees
I’m swallowed in the silence
Until the cold
makes me sneeze
Singing songs of saints
Is Christ treasured ever?
Or is it all just paint?
Have you touched
that wonderful Christmas feeling?
Do you see
this colourful paint is peeling?
Do you see
this colourful paint is peeling?
I feel cold
I feel sick
Christmas is not about old Saint Nick
We need to do more Than give our money to stores –
Reflect on the love
God gives from above
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