(Verse 1)
Snow is painting the sidewalks, every breath feels soft and bright,
and even my tired heart whispers, “Hey… let’s forget the world tonight.”
Somewhere a song is playing, one I knew when I was small,
and suddenly there’s warmth inside, like magic filling up the hall.
(Pre-Chorus)
Maybe it’s the sparkle that appears just once a year,
maybe it’s the scent of cookies floating through the air so clear.
(Chorus – big, glittery, instant Christmas mood)
Hey—come on, let’s turn the world to snow,
let every little wonder rise and set our hearts aglow.
When even the Grinch smiles softly, you know Christmas wins the fight,
and every hidden shadow gets a touch of golden light.
Hey—come on, let’s lift the hearts we hold,
dance into the night while every star is shining bold.
When even the Grinch smiles softly…
that’s when the magic shows.
(Verse 2)
Between the pine and laughter, all the cold turns sweet and calm,
and even just a “Merry Christmas” feels like healing to the palm.
Maybe it only takes a song—or just one extra smile,
to melt the frost within us and remind us for a while…
(Pre-Chorus)
Maybe it’s the moment when hope tastes like cinnamon,
maybe it’s the tiny spark that jumps from soul to soul again.
(Chorus)
Hey—come on, let’s turn the world to snow,
let every little wonder rise and set our hearts aglow.
When even the Grinch smiles softly, you know Christmas wins the fight,
and every hidden shadow gets a touch of golden light.
Hey—come on, let’s lift the hearts we hold,
dance into the night while every star is shining bold.
When even the Grinch smiles softly…
that’s when the magic shows.
(Bridge – emotional but uplifting)
And when you think your heart’s too cold or tired to believe,
I’ll carry it a little while—just stay right here with me.
Tonight is made for miracles, they’re closer than they seem,
you only need to feel it… like a childhood Christmas dream.
(Final Chorus – fuller, brighter, real Christmas chills)
Hey—come on, let’s turn the world to snow,
let every little wonder rise and set our hearts aglow.
When even the Grinch smiles softly, you know Christmas wins the fight,
and every hidden shadow gets a touch of golden light.
Hey—come on, let’s lift the hearts we hold,
’cause even the biggest Christmas-muffler starts to glow.
When even the Grinch smiles softly…
that’s when the magic grows
Evourin
