Verse 1
The tinsel’s catching sunlight on the windowsill,
Children laughing down the street, everything so still.
I hum along to carols though my heart won’t fill—
Too many questions echoing that no song can still.

Verse 2
The world outside is trembling under winter’s weight,
Headlines whisper shadows no star can dissipate.
Yet candles in the chapel say to hope, not wait—
But hope feels like a promise I’m afraid to make.

Chorus
Christmas lights flicker soft, telling me “believe,”
But I see all the tears this quiet night can’t relieve.
If love is a gift, then what future would it see?
I’m wrapping up a dream I’m not sure I can conceive.

Verse 3
The manger scene is glowing on the neighbor’s lawn,
A story of beginnings in a world so worn.
I’m holding something fragile in the early dawn—
A thought of life that scares me even as it warms.

Bridge
If joy were all that mattered, I’d be unafraid,
But peace on earth is something only choirs say.
Still, something in the snowfall whispers, “Not today—
The world is broken, yes, but not beyond your grace.”

Final Chorus
Christmas lights flicker soft, telling me “believe,”
Though the world feels too heavy for a child to breathe.
Yet deep within the silence, something calls to me—
A trembling hope that maybe love is how we heal.