Staring at the Christmas tree, I guess I couldn’t
sleep
The pretty lights hypnotize me and I begin to
think
Seems like only yesterday that I was just a boy
Dreaming of a reindeer sleigh and Santa’s bag of
toys.

A lot of years have slipped on by; a lot of things
have changed
But the magic of this special night somehow
remains the same
I’m so thankful for my little ones: Oh, how I love
them so
I know, God, how you must have felt, on that
Christmas long ago.

You must have cried a million tears on that first
Christmas Eve
You knew your one and only Son would someday die
for me.

Staring out my window, I can see the Christmas
star
It seems a little brighter now than it had been
before
Help me be the kind of Dad that you would have me
be
I guess I’ll go on up to bed, thank you, Lord, for
Christmas Eve.

I guess I’ll go on up to bed, thank you, Lord, for
Christmas Eve...