Old Saint Nick
In her dreams she is visited by old Saint Nick
He is here to tell her the miraculous story of Christ
The Star of David was the angel upon the tree of life
Her papa was a little out of sort as he strung the Christmas lights
Her mama was slightly tore up as she hung the cardboard reindeer just right
Grandma was real sick and it was starting to show
Their old "hand-me-down" house was drafty and cold
In her dreams she is visited by old Saint Nick
He is here to tell her the miraculous story of Christ
The Star of David was the angel upon the tree of life
For years they had all avoided this place
Yet a tear stung her eye as forgiving smiles spread across their eager faces
Christ was born upon this day for a reason
Come as you are being the ultimate season
In her dreams she is visited by old Saint Nick
He is here to tell her the miraculous story of Christ
The Star of David was the angel upon the tree of life
She cares not for eggnog and mistle toe
All she asks is that the love may show
For Christ lives on in our open hearts
Let this day mend where we have drifted apart
In her dreams she is visited by old Saint Nick
He is here to tell her the miraculous story of Christ
The Star of David was the angel upon the tree of life
She awakes from her dream and runs to sit beside the tree
Her eyes gleam and this is all she can see
Old Saint Nick has spread the story of Christ
She smiles as as Christmas light shines on the tree of life
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