At Christmas
I remember those times
Before the world became so serious
And those bloated expectations
That magic would hang heavy in the air at Christmas
Glitter and sparkle in your hair
And the bringing of the wild wood in
Those evergreeners, they never die
Like the Spirit that resides at Christmas
Those times, those spirits of the past
Not gone, still with us but it's just that
It's so much easier to see them at Christmas
Before the world became so serious
And those bloated expectations
That magic would hang heavy in the air at Christmas
Glitter and sparkle in your hair
And the bringing of the wild wood in
Those evergreeners, they never die
Like the Spirit that resides at Christmas
Those times, those spirits of the past
Not gone, still with us but it's just that
It's so much easier to see them at Christmas
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Writer(s): Ian Chapman
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