Hours before morning While the world is sleeping Magic fills the corners of every unseen room Cardinals in the snow Yuletide's afterglow Soon the sound will grow
But now the house is silent A cheerful frosted island Anything can happen in the hours before morning
Wreaths hang on the sailboats Resting in the harbor Signs hang in shop windows Saying we'll see you next year Street lights change for no one The peace of solstice season Is a spell cast by the heavens in the hours before morning
And out on the rooftops appears from the gray With eight tiny reindeer and a great golden sleigh A saintly old angel, an impossible dream Where wishes come true when children believe
The smell of pine and coffee Filters through the hallway Mom and dad are waking The moment has arrived On this blessed day No matter what your age There can still be magic in the hours before morningTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
