Staring at the Christmas tree, I guess I couldn't sleep The pretty lights hypnotize me and I begin to think Seems like only yesterday that I was just a boy Dreaming of a reindeer sleigh and Santa's bag of toys.
A lot of years have slipped on by; a lot of things have changed But the magic of this special night somehow remains the same I'm so thankful for my little ones: Oh, how I love them so I know, God, how you must have felt, on that Christmas long ago.
You must have cried a million tears on that first Christmas Eve You knew your one and only Son would someday die for me.
Staring out my window, I can see the Christmas star It seems a little brighter now than it had been before Help me be the kind of Dad that you would have me be I guess I'll go on up to bed, thank you, Lord, for Christmas Eve.
I guess I'll go on up to bed, thank you, Lord, for Christmas Eve...