This Season Will Never Grow Old

Christmas is coming, I can tell by the smiles

I remember the snowflakes that fell from the sky

And covered the village that lay sleeping below

Thank goodness this season will never grow old.

I look through my window well into the night

Watching and waiting and hoping I might

See one little reindeer fly through the snow

Thank goodness this season will never grow old.

Christmas is coming, may joy fill your home

And the spirit be with you wherever you go.

Christmas is coming, may joy fill your home

And the spirit be with you wherever you go.

Trees with full branches were the first ones to go

I remember the children who came to the door

And sang out the carols we all used to know

Thank goodness this season will never grow old.

All round the fire, the warmth of the flame

Tip-toeing softly trying not to awake

The ones who lie waiting for good things you know

Thank goodness this season will never grow old.

Christmas is coming, may joy fill your home

And the spirit be with you wherever you go...