Bob Bradley - Hold Them Close (Ft. Abigail Alton)

The snow if softly falling outside
Each flake illuminated by the twinkling lights
The songs they echo far and near

There's magic in the air
Full of festive chirr

All of these things
They make me reflect
On the year that has past
The ones who have left
Light up the darkness
Beauty surround
Hope for the future
Wonder at now

So count all the stars
It's Christmas time
It's a funny old thing
It's one we call life

Whether is love
To keep it in your mind
And hold them close
It's Christmas time

And when I wake up on that winter storm
And I'm surrounded by all the ones I love
I don't want presents for all I need
Are these moments as memories to keep

All of these things
They make me reflect
On the year that has past
The ones who have left

Light up the darkness
Beauty surround
Hope for the future
Wonder at now
So count all the stars
It's Christmas time
It's a funny old thing
It's one we call life

Whether is love
To keep it in your mind
And hold them close
It's Christmas time

So count all the stars
It's Christmas time
It's a funny old thing
It's one we call life

Whether is love
To keep it in your mind
And hold them close
It's Christmas time

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