Department store windows
Cashmere and corduroy
Aluminum snowflakes on strings
We move to the next one
And there is the hat you want
Mechanical angels all sing
Let there be peace on earth
And let it begin with me
I wish that I could buy that hat
If only I had the means
The next day I come back
Alone just to take a look
The more that I looked I got sad
But still I rode up
To Apparels/Accessories
Thinking of you in that hat
Blessed be the poor like me
Who never have asked for much
I'm only thinking of the joy
I'll bring to the one I love
Right there before me
In black felt and velveteen
I feel my heart start to pound
The store clerk ignores me
For more well dressed customers
The moment that she turns around
Hark, I hear the angels sing
Nobody has to know
I take the hat under my coat
And pray for my journey home
I made it home