It's the time and the season but what's the real reason
Behind the celebrations we see
There are people out drinking and dancing all night
Thinking that partying makes Christmas alright
But what's the real meaning to me
There are people around me, faces of misery
Plunging to the deepest despair
Wha'ts the use trying, they're so sick of crying
Their thoughts about Christmas, it just isn't fair
There has to be more than we see
The kids kiss their mummy's and daddy's goodnight
Excited to wake up Christmas morning
But while they are sleeping mummy starts weeping
Daddy starts raging, he just cannot take it
The pills are all gone....there's no Christmas for me
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If only we could see beyond that Christmas tree
There's a story of a man way back in history
Who's cradle made of hay was where that baby layed
A child of destiny
He was beaten for you and me then hung upon a tree
He died an innocent man, this was Salvation's plan
That we could all go free
This is what Christmas means to me