We've got a song for your birthday Jesus.
It's not about men made of snow,
Or Santa going "Ho, ho, ho."
Oh, no.
Our little song for your birthday, Jesus,
Is not about the geese getting fat,
But something more important than that.
Oh, yes.
Can you guess?
I was searching for a star to steer by,
Waiting for the clouds to lift;
Dreading all the dangers near by
Setting all my dreams adrift.
Suddenly to my surprise
I felt my hopes begin to rise.
I remembered your love
And it made me feel warm.
I remembered your sweet, sweet love
And it settled the storm.
For a time I knew my hopes were falling;
Flying with a broken wing;
Always felt my engine stalling
'Til you taught my heart to sing.
Suddenly to my surprise
I felt my hopes begin to rise.
I remembered your love
And it made me feel warm.
I remembered your sweet, sweet love
And it settled the storm.
I remembered your love
And it made me feel warm.
I remembered your sweet, sweet love
And it settled the storm.
It settled the storm.
It settled the storm.