It’s easy to wish for snow when you got someone to hold
It’s easy to love the cold when you got somewhere to go
It’s a roll of the dice where you’re born, where you’re from, where you call home
and no one can say where the wind will blow
So I’ll ask for a little less and give a little more
Count up my blessings and open my door
To lonely souls on broken roads, to hearts that have been torn (walk up)
Isn’t that what Christmas is for?
When I was a kid I’d write up a list underneath the tree
Wishing for things I want, when some were wishing for things they need
Mama took me by the hand and said “Child, on Christmas Eve—
It’s all about what you give and not what you receive”
So I’ll ask for a little less and give a little more
Count up my blessings and open my door
To lonely souls on broken roads, to hearts that have been torn (walk up)
Isn’t that what Christmas is for?
For giving hope
For sharing love
With those of us who need it the most
For finding joy
And peace on earth
Count up my blessings and open my door
To lonely souls on broken roads, to hearts that have been torn (walk up)
Isn’t that what Christmas is for?
Isn’t that what Christmas is for
For giving hope, for sharing love, for finding joy and peace on earth
For giving hope, for sharing love, isn’t that what Christmas is for?
For giving hope, for sharing love, for finding joy and peace on earth
N.C.