It's Christmas morning,
Santa has left his presents for the kids,
the grownups are all fast asleep,
champagne, good talk, the warmth of a house in love,
with dreams of the candlelit service singing,
Silent night,
Oh come all ye faithful,
and little town of Bethlehem,
THe house is stirring,
the breakfast torte is baking,
Joy in knowing we are all together.