We found one in a closet and one in a drawer
Thereâs no hiding place we wonât find anymore
Weâd shake every present for any small clue
Of what lies beneath the words âfrom me to youâ
But for every present left under a tree
There are things that we hoped for and never received
And the years and the yearning can make us forget
To be filled with wonder instead of regret
But Christmas is calling again
Leading us to Bethlehem
Where a child is waiting for you
When grown up dreams donât come true
It sounds crazy, but a baby
Can make us all children again
When you want to forgive but the wound is so deep
And you ache for forgiveness for the secrets you keep
When the flower of your heart only feels like a thorn
And you long for the child that you were before
Christmas is calling again
Leading you to Bethlehem
Where a child is waiting for you
When grown up dreams donât come true
It sounds crazy, but a baby
Can make us all children again
Afraid to be strangers
We circle the manger
And kneel down beside it again
But he wishes that we would crawl in
Where a child is waiting for you
When grown up dreams donât come true
It sounds crazy, that a baby
Would ask for our hearts made of stone
And then give us a heart like his own
If we let him, he will begin
To make us all children again
We will be children again
God wrapped a gift that he hid in the world
Deep in the womb of an innocent girl
But when we were ready and on a dirt floor
Love found a way in and left open the door
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- Where the Light Gets In
- Post Script
- With Every Act of Love (Single)
- Christmas Stories: Repeat the Sounding Joy
- A Way To See In The Dark
- Miscellaneous
- Everything Sad Is Coming Untrue
- The Wound Is Where The Light Gets In
- Learning
- I Will Rise Again
- Sparrows
- Love Will Have the Final Word
- Everything Sad is Coming Untrue (Special Edition)
- Song Cycles - From Work Tapes to Remixes
- A Way to See in the Dark Special Edition
- WOW Hits 2014 (Deluxe Edition)
- Summer: Good To Be Alive
- Acoustic Storytime (Live Songs and Stories)
- Nothing Is Wasted
- Christmas Stories: Repeat the Sounding Joy (With Commentary)