Snow is falling down tonight, I’m walking through the quiet light. Thinking ’bout the times I ran, When all I needed was a plan. I’ve been hiding, I confess, Lost inside a little mess. But something changes in the air, This time I’ll show I care. This year at Christmas, I’ll get it right. This year at Christmas, I’ll hold on tight. I won’t run, I won’t hide, I won’t lose the light— This year at Christmas, I’ll get it right. All the lights are glowing warm, Calling me to break the norm. Every step feels like a start, A gentle healing of my heart. I’ve been drifting far too long, Now I feel where I belong. With the snow beneath my feet, This promise feels complete. This year at Christmas, I’ll get it right. This year at Christmas, I’ll hold on tight. I won’t run, I won’t hide, I won’t lose the light— This year at Christmas, I’ll get it right. No more fear tonight, No more standing on the sidelines. If hope is in the air, Then I’m already there. This year at Christmas, I’ll get it right. This year at Christmas, I’ll hold on tight. I won’t run, I won’t hide, I won’t lose the light— This year at Christmas… I’ll get it right.
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