Some people think of Christmas As sleigh rides in the cold
A tree that glistens of tinsel And decorations of silver and gold
Some people think of Christmas As faces filled with glee
Sharing stories, fun and laughter And gathering 'round the tree.
Some people think of Christmas As gifts wrapped up in blue
Writing letters to their loved ones And Christmas caroling too.
Some people think of Christmas As snow falling on the ground
The hustle and bustle of shoppers And the joy that's spread around.
Some people think of Christmas As Christ on Christmas day
And families joined together With heads bowed down to pray.
Some people think of Christmas As the Lord who dwells above
Who sent His son to die for us And gave the gift of love.
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