When the Christmas time draws near
We think of joys and Christmas cheer
Of Santa with his reindeer and his sleigh

But long ago, we should recall,
The Bethlehem Babe was born for all
To show the world the life, the truth, the way

The spirit of Christmas
Is the spirit of Love
It's something that you cannot buy,
It's something from above

The presents that you give and get
Are nothing but a token
For if they don't come filled with love,
The Christmas spirit's broken

Just singing Christmas carols and
Just ringing Jingle Bells
Means nothing if you do not know
The story that it tells

So, 'midst the din and tinsel as you
Trim the Christmas tree
Let a newborn love enfold you
Embrace you, uphold you;
That's the true idea of Christmas
That's what Christmas means to me

by Anna Gaye, Allen Story and George Gordy