When I was a little child
I longed for winter time
I dreamed magical lights
Wrapped tight around our tree
Brought Christmas home to me
Oh what a wonderful sight
Can you see those magical lights?
Held in the arms of
A tree tall and bright
Every evening
Drawn to the glow of those lights
We cut our Christmas tree
It never occurred to me
That tree gave up its life
To hold our ornaments
Shelter our presents
To help us remember the Christ
Can you see those beautiful lights?
Held in the arms of
A tree sacrificed
Every evening
We're drawn to the glow of those lights
Each December
On our longest nights
In the darkness
How we long for light
For light . . .
Come and see those
Magical lights
Held in the arms of
A tree sacrificed
Every evening
We're drawn to the glow of those lights
Every evening
They help us remember the Christ