Original lyrics by Artanne © All rights reserved. Snowflakes fall whispering, slow, On the window by my bed. The world is dressed in tinsel, But my room feels cold instead. The clock ticks soft beside me, Days and nights all blur the same. The footsteps in the hallway Stopped before the autumn came. I think about the summers When my laughter filled the air. The evenings on the doorstep, Friends came from everywhere. Now silence wraps around me Like a blanket pulled too tight. I wonder what I did wrong, Why they left me alone tonight. But somewhere in the quiet, A fragile feeling stirs, A memory of kindness That still gently lives in her. So bring me one small Christmas, Just a glimmer through the gloom. A spark against the shadows, In this dim and silent room. For even in this loneliness, I feel a trembling light. A candle waiting softly, For someone to ignite. Then suddenly ... a knocking, Hesitant but warm and clear. A basket on the doorstep, Filled with comfort, love, and cheer. A tiny folded message, On the mat beneath my door: “We’re thinking of you always.. we should visit you much more.” And something starts to open, And something starts to open, Like a window thawing slow. A warmth begins to gather Where the cold refused to go. So bring me one small Christmas, Leave the quiet, start to shine. A ribbon wrapped in mercy, A taste of Christmas wine. For even in the emptiness An ember learns to rise... And colours start returning To the once-forsaken skies. Then voices fill the hallway, And laughter finds its way. One friend brings Christmas ornaments, Another sweets on a silver tray. The third hangs lights upon the tree, Their glow begins to climb... And suddenly my home is full Of bells and a chanting chime. Their hands like gentle lanterns, Their faces warm and bright. Each step they take inside my door, Pushes back the longest night. So bring me one warm Christmas, For they’ve come after all. My house alive with wonder, Their footsteps in the hall. And in the glow of company I feel my spirit climb... They never truly left me… They were with me all this time. One small bright Christmas, Brings my heart back into rhyme... © Artanne - 2025.
