It's not the glow you feel when snow appears It's not the Christmas cards you've sent for years Not the joyful sound when sleigh bells ring Or the merry song, children sing That little gift you send on Christmas Day Will not bring back the friend you've turned away So may I suggest the secret of Christmas Is not the things you do at Christmas time But the Christmas things you do all year through That little gift you send on Christmas Day Will not bring back the friend you've turned away So may I suggest the secret of Christmas Is not the things you do at Christmas time But the Christmas things you do all year through