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