"Christmas" lyrics

"Christmas"

Christmas
Just the sound of the word puts into spirit
When I hear it
It's like a song with a smile
All wrapped-up in peace and love for a million miles
Back to that perfect morn
Christ was born

Christmas
All the grateful celebrated joy God with us
In the name of Jesus
Every soul is a child
Flying high with the angles in his eyes
Believing in the heaven's throne
And one day we'll all be headed home

All the little trinkets hanging from a tree
And the smell of homemade cookies reminds me
Of all the good that's in the world
And I wish every boy and girl
Merry, merry Christmas

Oh, oh, merry Christmas, oh, oh

All the little trinkets hanging from a tree
And the smell of homemade cookies reminds me
Of all the good that's in the world
And I wish every boy and girl
Merry, merry Christmas

Just the sound of the word puts me in the spirit
When I hear it
It's like a song with a smile
All wrapped-up in peace and love for a million miles
Back to that perfect morn
Christ was born

Merry Christmas


Writer(s): Jeffrey Steele
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