How soft the sound of those village bells Falling upon our ears The memory kindled of days gone by Recollections of all the years
As decades roll into each other We reminisce with one another Generations wane, the photos yellow And as we age we too grow mellow
Winter in North Hill, kids gather round Eyes open with wonder In an old fashion town Winter in Hubbard, see how they run Through the snow and leaves In the December sun
Oh let us pray and let us give thanks For the gift above all gifts And let us raise our hands to the Son Oh let us remember this...
As decades roll into each other We reminisce with one another Generations wane, the photos yellow And as we age we too grow mellow
Winter in North Hill, kids gather round Eyes open with wonder In an old fashion town Winter in Hubbard, see how they run Through the snow and leaves In the December sun
How soft the sound of those village bells Falling upon our ears The memory kindled of days gone by Recollections of all the yearsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
