Текст песни Sometime Every Christmas - Acoustic - Michael W. Smith

Thinking about the holiday and the sands of time
Years passed like pages of old family photos in my mind
Faces and the places, how December used to be
A little loneliness and longing, it rises up in me

Sometime every Christmas, can't say where or when or why
But some moment or some memory takes me by surprise
And something in the season wells up in my eye
Sometime every Christmas, I cry

Might be some choir of children singing "Silent Night"
Or driving through my hometown seeing Main Street dressed in lights
Maybe that old video when I hear my granddad's prayer
Or my mother's living room with my father's empty chair

Sometime every Christmas, can't say where or when or why
But some moment or some memory takes me by surprise
And something in the season wells up in my eye
Sometime every Christmas, I cry

And I read Luke chapter two
How God came to pursue a world in need
Someone like me

Sometime every Christmas, can't say where or when or why
But some moment or some memory takes me by surprise
And something in the season wells up in my eye
Sometime every Christmas
I cry