The winter's chill
Has crept into my bones
Heavy darkness
Makes my heart bow
But when I see your face
Tiny mothers and fathers and grandmothers
I know it won't be much longer now
No saints, no gods
Only us, only stars
Will see the world to come
Will turn around the sun
When the light comes back
Silver bells and twinkling lights
Are the heralds of our shortening nights
The blue of winter's hold
Will soon be green and gold
Christmastime means Spring is nearly here
The winter's snow
Has covered up the ground
Trading color
For black and white
But the prettiest picture of all
Is the one that lets me see
That even in darkness
The world is so full of life
No saints, no gods
Only us, only stars
Will make the world to come
Will turn around the sun
When the light comes back
The scent of holly and a rose-colored haze
Are reminders of our lengthening days
The blue of winter's hold
Will soon be green and gold
Christmastime means spring is nearly here
O holy night
The stars are brightly shining
They are beacons in this turbulent sea
When the light comes back
Roasting chestnuts and a crackling fire
Will distract us from the widening gyre
The blue of winter's hold
Will soon be green and gold
Christmastime means spring is nearly here
The blue of winter's form
Will soon be bright and warm
Christmastime means spring is nearly here
The Toll Roads - When the Light Comes Back Lyrics
The Toll Roads - When the Light Comes Back Lyrics
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The winter's chill
Has crept into my bones
Heavy darkness
Makes my heart bow
But when I see your face
Tiny mothers and fathers and grandmothers
I know it won't be much longer now
No saints, no gods
Only us, only stars
Will see the world to come
Will turn around the sun
When the light comes back
Silver bells and twinkling lights
Are the heralds of our shortening nights
The blue of winter's hold
Will soon be green and gold
Christmastime means Spring is nearly here
The winter's snow
Has covered up the ground
Trading color
For black and white
But the prettiest picture of all
Is the one that lets me see
That even in darkness
The world is so full of life
No saints, no gods
Only us, only stars
Will make the world to come
Will turn around the sun
When the light comes back
The scent of holly and a rose-colored haze
Are reminders of our lengthening days
The blue of winter's hold
Will soon be green and gold
Christmastime means spring is nearly here
O holy night
The stars are brightly shining
They are beacons in this turbulent sea
When the light comes back
Roasting chestnuts and a crackling fire
Will distract us from the widening gyre
The blue of winter's hold
Will soon be green and gold
Christmastime means spring is nearly here
The blue of winter's form
Will soon be bright and warm
Christmastime means spring is nearly here
Has crept into my bones
Heavy darkness
Makes my heart bow
But when I see your face
Tiny mothers and fathers and grandmothers
I know it won't be much longer now
No saints, no gods
Only us, only stars
Will see the world to come
Will turn around the sun
When the light comes back
Silver bells and twinkling lights
Are the heralds of our shortening nights
The blue of winter's hold
Will soon be green and gold
Christmastime means Spring is nearly here
The winter's snow
Has covered up the ground
Trading color
For black and white
But the prettiest picture of all
Is the one that lets me see
That even in darkness
The world is so full of life
No saints, no gods
Only us, only stars
Will make the world to come
Will turn around the sun
When the light comes back
The scent of holly and a rose-colored haze
Are reminders of our lengthening days
The blue of winter's hold
Will soon be green and gold
Christmastime means spring is nearly here
O holy night
The stars are brightly shining
They are beacons in this turbulent sea
When the light comes back
Roasting chestnuts and a crackling fire
Will distract us from the widening gyre
The blue of winter's hold
Will soon be green and gold
Christmastime means spring is nearly here
The blue of winter's form
Will soon be bright and warm
Christmastime means spring is nearly here
Writer: Braden Curtis
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