When the children sing like angels, when the bats fly like reindeer, when bells ring like a wedding, and when joy disperses fear,
When the sun is bright in all your dreams, all night, the air is warm, and every good thing turns out being exactly what it seems,
When all things torn are mended, and every sorrow has its end in sight,
When a loved one’s touch stirs you awake, when the lost are not forgotten and love is a magic spell that nothing can break,
Then you’ll know it’s Christmas and all manner of things shall be well.