[Verse 1]
Snow’s falling on the rooftops, lights glowing through the night,
We’re pulling down the boxes marked “Christmas” in red and white.
The kids are laughing in the hallway, ornaments all over the floor,
We’re putting up the tree together like we’ve done a thousand times before.
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[Pre-Chorus]
And every year my heart still finds
A deeper love between the lines—
The gifts we give, the moments shared,
The simple signs of how we care.
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[Chorus – Big, Soaring, Emotional]
’Cause this is the magic we remember,
In the glow of every December.
Keeping Christ in Christmas, holding tight to what is real—
The love, the joy, the way this season makes us feel.
Watching football with the family,
Eggnog flowing a little too freely—
And seeing Christmas through our children’s eyes…
That’s the magic we remember.
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[Verse 2]
We’re watching all our favorites—
Home Alone, The Grinch, Miracle on 34th,
The kind of movies that take us back
To who we were before.
We’re wrapping up the presents
While the kids try not to peek,
Their wonder’s shining brighter
Than the star we place on top the tree.
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[Pre-Chorus]
It’s not the things under the tree,
It’s who we gather close to me—
The way we give, the way we live,
The love we’re always meant to give.
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[Chorus – Even Bigger]
Yeah, this is the magic we remember,
In the glow of every December.
Keeping Christ in Christmas, holding tight to what is true—
The love He gave so freely lives in everything we do.
Watching football with the family,
Eggnog flowing a little too freely—
And seeing Christmas through our children’s eyes…
That’s the magic we remember.
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[Bridge – Soft, Emotional, Builds Big]
The world outside is changing,
The years keep turning fast,
But Christmas keeps reminding us
Of things that always last.
Hope and grace, the Savior’s love,
The warmth of home that never dies—
And that spark of Christmas morning
In our children’s shining eyes.
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[Final Chorus – Full Choir Energy]
This is the magic we remember,
The heartbeat of every December.
Keeping Christ in Christmas, lighting up the winter nights—
A season built on love, on joy, and everything that’s right.
Watching football with the family,
Eggnog flowing a little too freely—
And seeing Christmas through our children’s eyes…
Yeah, that’s the magic…
That’s the magic…
We remember.
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