More than a light twinkling on a tree
More than a red ribbon wrapped 'round a Macy's tea
More than the chill in the air and the smell of pine
More than a past-time, family routine
More than a color combination you wear
More than the reds and the greens at the holiday fair
More than the price that you pay for your new iPhone
It's a black stone, it'll never compare

To knowing, knowing your neighbor, your neighbor
The one you see when you grab your paper
But only waving, walk away
'Tis the season, learn their name

More than the pressure of cleaning your home
To be the best decorated that the block has known
More than the [?], heart and soul
Not a holiday for just gathering gold
More than a business industry
Won't you open your eyes to the ones in need?
What do you got that somebody out there may need?
Look around you, and get back to Me

It's a season, season for giving, giving
For gathering and truly living
Learning, loving your neighborhood
Giving to those who never could
Come on

More than the sugar-coated candycane
More than a red-suit Sant on a window pane
More than a wish-less, little kiss mistletoe
With Bing Crosby singing Let It Snow
Well, none of this is really that bad, you see
I'm just saying if you do it but never believe
You're missing out on the reason for the season indeed
The greatest gift that you could ever receive

It's a season, season for blessing, blessing
For giving thanks [?] we're confessing
Jesus, Jesus, Mary boy
This our hope forevermore
It's a season, season for lost and hurting
Hopeless hearts, true love they're yearning
No better time to discuss
Emmanuel, God with us