I got your letter
Not a word had been erased
Plain, kind, all that I can find
Tender mercy, blessed grace

I want your presence
To complete my sense of place
Sunshine is just a state of mind
Disappears without a trace

Every hill, every shore,
Every valley rich and poor
We need moments that memory make stay
From the top of the stair
Smell the balsam in the air
Of one perfect Christmas day

We pine for one thing
That lives up to what it seems
Our list surrenders to the mist,
And our hopes become our dreams

Wind sends a shiver
The autumn just a phase
Snow blind is just a state of mind
Every season is replaced

Christmas eve soon arrives
Like a quiet sacred prize
In the rooms where we grew and learned and played 
When the morning has come
We’ll reflect upon the son
And the peace for which He prayed

Raise our voices to sing
Of this common, wondrous thing
With eyes opened wide we celebrate
As we ryhme, and we ring,
And we share the gifts we bring
To this perfect Christmas day
On this perfect Christmas day
On this perfect Christmas day



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