There's a sense of quiet in the city tonight
And we are guided by a beacon of light
That shines, it seems as if only for us
Sing with me under this tree, and the lights that go clear to the sky
Under this tree
Beneath the stars
Burning brightly above where we are
Where we are
And we walked across town in the snow
Uncertain where we were to go
And I've not forgotten the years that
We spent trying to get where we are now
We fight as we will,
And the light still shines.
I keep it on, your hand in mine. Now please:
Sing with me under this tree, and the lights that go clear to the sky
Under this tree, beneath the stars,
Burning brightly above where we are
Where we are
It's been a hard year, I know
We're huddled out here in the cold
Your face lit up in the amber glow,
Our hands in our pockets, the city below
Sing with me under this tree, and the lights that go clear to the sky
Under this tree
Beneath the stars
Burning brightly above where we are