Deep into the night
so cold
long time dreaming
a cold winter dream
drifts the snow across
my eyes...
but my soul is warm
for it is the season
to believe.
the children of chance
they dance
the Christmas dance.
Long within a Christmas star
they sing with the angels
the sweetest of blues,
I cry for the loving souls
I cry for their moments of beauty
who live on...
oh, these warm Christmas tears
they are the years of my life.
"everything it's season"
they are the warming candles
lit upon my Christmas tree,
I smile this Christmas night
for they are my reason to believe
these children of chance.
