
Lyrics
Intro
(ding-ding) ah-ah, ho-ho
Sleigh-bell hum, steam on the window (ooh)
Mmm, yeah, mmm
Verse
Cups steaming on the mantle, cinnamon on the air
Grandma's sweater on the back of the chair
Paper cranes and little lights, crooked on the tree
We laugh until we spill the cocoa, you and me
Mittens by the doorway, footprints in soft white
Neighbors shout a hello, someone plays guitar tonight
Stockings lined like punctuation, a story to be told
Every ribbon keeps a memory, every bow a fold
Pre-chorus
Hold this moment like a postcard, pass it hand to hand (pass it)
Warmth that keeps us waking when the night turns grand (yeah)
Soft chorus on the radio, sing it like you mean it (sing it)
Hands together, closer now — feel the room breathe in it
Chorus
This is Christmas in the small glow, in the living room glow (in the living room)
Where the laughter builds the chorus and the old songs grow (oh-oh)
This is Christmas, wrap your name inside the ribbon tight (tight, tight)
We keep repeating what feels right, oh-oh, feels right
This is Christmas in the small glow, in the living room glow (in the living room)
Where the laughter builds the chorus and the old songs grow (oh-oh)
This is Christmas, wrap your name inside the ribbon tight (tight, tight)
We keep repeating what feels right, oh-oh, feels right
Verse
Crackling in the fireplace, peppermint stick on the shelf
Kids trading secret notes like little copies of themselves
Door open to the porch where frost designs the gate
The moon puts on a silver coat and waits
Postcards piled like promises, stamps like tiny seals
We tell each other futures as the world around us heals
Midnight toast with mismatched cups, perfume of pine and smoke
We keep it simple, keep it close, keep every joke we spoke
Pre-chorus
Hold this moment like a postcard, pass it hand to hand (pass it)
Warmth that keeps us waking when the night turns grand (yeah)
Soft chorus on the radio, sing it like you mean it (sing it)
Hands together, closer now — feel the room breathe in it
Chorus
This is Christmas in the small glow, in the living room glow (in the living room)
Where the laughter builds the chorus and the old songs grow (oh-oh)
This is Christmas, wrap your name inside the ribbon tight (tight, tight)
We keep repeating what feels right, oh-oh, feels right
This is Christmas in the small glow, in the living room glow (in the living room)
Where the laughter builds the chorus and the old songs grow (oh-oh)
This is Christmas, wrap your name inside the ribbon tight (tight, tight)
We keep repeating what feels right, oh-oh, feels right
Verse
(rap) Yeah, turn it up, turn it up, uh
Snow on the mailbox like a hat for the post, ayy
I got lists in my pocket like a secret that I toast, ayy
Stockings stitched with jokes from the years we kept us close, ayy
Carols on my tongue like sugar on the coats, ayy
Midnight run to the corner for a cand









