Album: Portraits of White
It was early Christmas morning
And the tree was standing tall
And the presents sat neatly wrapped
Waiting for the touch of eager hands
She wanted to pray at the start of the day
Remember who it was for
In the midst of the lights, twinkling bright
In the silence now she prayed
Show me the way, back to the heart of Christmas
Help me to see all that you meant it to be
I want to see you, I want to know you better
Show me the way, show me the way to you
All the family soon will gather
They have come from far and near
And she longs to see joy and peace
Flowing in the hearts of those she loves
'Cause the best kind of gift isn't wrapped up in tin
It's love that money can't buy
So before they're awake, she won't hesitate
To say this prayer again
Help me to be like a child at heart
Open my life to your love
Setting aside the distractions of life
That keep me from the greatest gift of all
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