A cold chill is in the air
The children are sleeping, soundly
Mumís not feeling too good
Even so, she wants to go
The proud grandparents are babysitting
The parents are ready
Girlfriend and boyfriend once more
Hand in hand through the door
Bells are ringing from across the town
A new born King
Ringing out the joy heíll bring
Oh Glory to the new born King!
With anticipation we enter, the church doors open wide
Itís so full, as we enter inside
Moving up from aisle to aisle
A pleasant and peaceful atmosphere is breathed in
Time to sit and stand, when prayers are said, and hymns are sung
Such joy is here!
Where Godís presence is felt!
A reminder of the awesomeness of God
Through simple teaching of the word
Then, as prayers ring out, in Latin
The deep praise of hearts bursts forth
Like old friends, joy, peace and happiness fill our hearts
All too soon the time hereís ending
When, through winding aisles
The return home is made
Then, in the warmth once more
Grandparents, now loudly snoring
Golden balloons, out of their bag are taken
Blown up to bring a simple Joy, and excitement in the morní
That celebrates the special baby, that was borní
These times together, they donít last long
As the years get older, and we do too
Letís make the most of them, before theyíre gone
So you can tell your children, when they ask you
Hey Mom, do you remember the time whenÖ
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