Sometime Every Christmas (Radio Edit)

I'm thinking about the holiday and the sands of time

Years pass like pages of old family photos in my mind

Faces and the places, how Decembers 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