It's that time of year when we sit counting down the days till Christmas morningWhoa, whoa, I can't help but to think that hellIt all just seems a little empty somehow, yeah, yeahIf it comes without ribbons, if it comes without tagsEven if it comes without packages, boxes or bagsI hope this Christmas we'll get something we've never got beforeA realization that it's love that fills us more and moreI hope this Christmas we'll get something we've never got beforeA realization that it's love that fills us more and moreIt's in the air tonight and it's written in their eyesThey know it's coming, whoa, whoaAnd the snowfall covers and surroundsThe fading little lights of this winter town, whoa, whoaIf it comes without ribbons, if it comes without tagsEven if it comes without packages, boxes or bagsI hope this Christmas we'll get something we've never got beforeA realization that it's love that fills us more and moreI hope this Christmas we'll get something we've never got beforeA realization that it's love that fills us more and moreMore and moreHow can we know what's in the wayWhen these hearts go astrayI hope this Christmas we'll get something we've never got beforeA realization that it's love that fills us more and moreI hope this Christmas we'll get something we've never got beforeA realization that it's love that fills us more and moreMore and moreSo I understand the gift that you gave to meIt's the love that was received so I could seeThat it's so much more