The Night Before Christmas

Children carry through the streets
A brilliant painted star.
Angels gather round the hearth
Strumming on guitars.
Men of great renown & faith
Say prayers on boulevards.
It's the night before Christmas.

But you don't have to be an angel
To sing harmony.
You don't have to be a child
To love the mystery.
And you don't have to be a wise man
On bended knee.
The heart of this Christmas is in you and me.

- Carly Simon