The Narrator: Why did she have to go? Why couldn't she stay? Why couldn't she find what she needed another way? She shouldn't have had to go to Grandmaland 'til she had to Why couldn't your arms be the arms she ran to?
Why couldn't you be the light in the darkness? Be the warmth in the cold Be the hands that helped her Be the arms that held her Be the dawn to end the night Why couldn't you Why couldn't I be the light?
Wish I didn't see myself in this tale, but I do Those folks who passed her by I know that point of view I know what it's like to act like I don't see To turn a blind eye and keep my mind on me Which doesn't save that little girl Which just creates a lonely world I know it's easier said than done But it's up to us, to everyone
All: To be the light
The Narrator: In the darkness
All: Be the warmth
The Narrator: In the cold
All: Be the hands
The Narrator: That help someone
All: Be the arms
The Narrator: That hold someone
All: Be the dawn
The Narrator: That ends the night We gotta be, we gotta be the light
Ensemble: It's time for giving and wishes For reminiscing 'bout Christmas What's in the gift that you're given What's in the life that you're living
Jim: Coming up we'll hear about a man who learned this lesson
Della: Through him we may understand the answers to these questions
Match Girl and Grandma: You may not really like him, at least not right away But all of us can learn from him that it's never too late
All: To be the light
The Narrator: In the darkness
All: Be the warmth
The Narrator: In the cold
All: Be the hands
The Narrator: That help someone
All: Be the arms that hold someone Be the dawn that ends the night
The Narrator: We gotta be
All: The light