These tinsel dreams keep calling, pulling me in,
But the glitter fades, and I feel the weight of my sin.
All the lights are shining, but they don't reach my soul,
Every spark feels hollow, every flame turns cold.
I see shadows in the garland, ghosts in the glow,
Trying to find the manger, but I'm lost in the snow.
I feel like I'm breaking, I'm breaking,
The past keeps pulling, it won't stop taking.
I'm searching for peace, but it hides in the dark,
I'm chasing a star that feels too far.
I feel like I'm breaking, I'm breaking,
But grace is calling, and I'm still aching.
This season whispers promises, wrapped in green and red,
But the silence grows louder, echoing what's unsaid.
The weight of old mistakes hangs heavy on my tree,
The ornaments are fragile, but they reflect what I could be.
I see the nativity, a child born to save,
But my heart's a battlefield, and I can't seem to behave.
I feel like I'm breaking, I'm breaking,
The past keeps pulling, it won't stop taking.
I'm searching for peace, but it hides in the dark,
I'm chasing a star that feels too far.
I feel like I'm breaking, I'm breaking,
But grace is calling, and I'm still aching.
The snow falls like forgiveness, slow and quiet,
I hear the bells ring mercy, breaking through the riot.
Underneath the weight, I see the light of the cross,
Where redemption holds steady, no matter the cost.
It's not the gifts, it's not the feast,
It's the love in the shadows that brings release.
I feel like I'm healing, I'm healing,
The past is fading, no longer stealing.
I'm finding my peace, it's closer than it seemed,
The star's above me, guiding my dreams.
I feel like I'm healing, I'm healing,
Grace keeps calling, and I'm finally believing.
Under the lights, the pain starts to fall,
Like snow on the ground, it's quiet, it's small.
The manger reminds me I don't have to fight,
I'm born again this Christmas, under the light.