From the recording September Love
Lyrics
Candle Lights You
Bo Bhisma
The first cold breeze has touched the evening pane,
A flurry turning shadows into white.
We leave the noisy, crowded streets again,
To find our shelter in the quiet night.
A single candle flickers on the wood,
And warms the room just like it always should.
Oh, let the magic of the season fall,
We have the brightest Christmas of them all.
With every candle burning through the dark,
It finds the steady rhythm of our spark.
The steady strum of strings begins to play,
A gentle melody to hold us near.
It washes all the heavy thoughts away,
And brings the joy of Christmas shining clear.
The world outside is sleeping in the chill,
While here beside you, everything is still.
Oh, let the magic of the season fall,
We have the brightest Christmas of them all.
With every candle burning through the dark,
It finds the steady rhythm of our spark.
Let every frequency align and glow,
Beneath the quiet falling of the snow.
The greatest gift this Christmas brings to me,
Is simply you, here holding onto me.
The midnight hour brings a holy grace,
A silent promise written in the skies.
I see the whole world in your gentle face,
And all the stars reflected in your eyes.
The calendar turns, but this is always true,
My favorite Christmas memory is just you.
Oh, let the magic of the season fall,
We have the brightest Christmas of them all.
With every candle burning through the dark,
It finds the steady rhythm of our spark.
Just you...
The quiet flame is burning low.
The world outside is wrapped in snow.
In every beat, a gentle truth anew—
My merry Christmas...
Is simply you.
