There's a man who stands in the cold wind tonight,

And he greets everyone passing by

With a smile and a ringing bell;

And the song that he's playing, is his own way of saying:

Love is here, it's the music of Christmas.



And there's a lady who sits all alone with her thoughts,

And the memories of all that she's lost,

When she hears a sound at her door,

And a song comes to find her, as a gentle reminder:

Love is here, it's the music of Christmas.



CHORUS

So listen, listen with your heart

And you will hear a song in the laughter of a child.

Oh won't you listen for the sound of hope,

And you will hear the music of Christmas,

For the music of Christmas is love;

Oh, its love.



So light the fire, tell the family to gather around,

And the walls will echo the sound

Of memories that are and will be;

And their voices, like a chorus, will sing it so sweetly for us;

Love is here, it's the music of Christmas.



(chorus)



Long ago, a baby was born in the night,

And as He let out His very first cry,

The sound was bringing hope alive.

Stars were shining, angels singing;

All heaven and earth was ringing:

Love is here, this is the music of Christmas.



(chorus)