Come young braves
Come young children
Come to the book of love with me
Respect your brothers and your sisters
Come to the book of love
You know it ain't easy
But we're gonna fight for a better day
Come young braves
Come young children

Can you believe it's Christmastime
Sometimes the joy is hard to find
All around the world
There's still ways to be kind

There is no time to sit around
We need all angels on the ground
Can we take it on
We have no choice for now

Rejoice
The precious spirit of who
Has brought all of the love
But I see it in you

It's in you
Christmastime, Christmastime
Christmastime, Christmastime
Oh-oh-oh

Take your sister by the hand
There's always room to understand
How long will it take
I do believe you can

Rejoice
The precious spirit I see
Has brought all of the love
I feel it in me
It's in me
Christmastime, Christmastime
Christmastime, Christmastime

Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh
Christmastime, Christmastime
Christmastime, Christmastime

"Here we are"
"That was great"

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Writer(s): Leon Michels, Norah Jones