It's not the glow you feel, when snow appears

It's not the Christmas card you've sent for years

Not the joyful sound when Sleigh bells ring

Or the merry songs children sing

That little gift you send on Christmas Day

Will not bring back the friend, you've turned away

So, may I suggest the secret of Christmas

It's not the things you do at Christmas time

But the Christmas things you do all year through

That little gift you send on Christmas Day

Will not bring back the friend, you've turned away

So, may I suggest the secret of Christmas

It's not the things you do at Christmas time

But the Christmas things you do, all year through