(Steven Curtis Chapman)
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In a one bedroom apartment on the humble side of town
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There stands a little Christmas tree, looks a lot like Charlie Brown's,
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And underneath there's one little gift for him and one little gift for her.
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After six months on the new job, they're still barely getting by,
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So in the way of decorations, there's nothing there to catch your eye
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But both of them would be the first to say
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We're together, we're gonna have the merriest Christmas anyway.
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[Chorus:]
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'Cause Christmas is all in the heart, that's where the feeling starts,
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And like a fire inside, it touches every part,
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'Cause Christmas is all in the heart,
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And even if no white snow falls, that's all right (okay) because
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The joy can still be found, wherever you are,
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'Cause Christmas is all in the heart.
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Two little blonde haired boys with big dreams,
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tried to sleep but sleep wouldn't come
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We'd be tearing into presents, long before the break of dawn,
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With Mom and Dad and cameras making sure we'd never forget that day.
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Now I'm the one who's taking pictures, in the middle of the night,
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Of my own blonde headed dreamers that just can't wait until daylight,
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And in my sleeps eyes the spark still glows
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Well I guess there's just some things a kid never outgrows.
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[Chorus]
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No, it's not in the snow that may or may not fall,
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And it's not in the gifts around the tree
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It's in the love heaven gave, the night our Savior came,
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And that same love can still be found wherever you are,
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'Cause Christmas is all in the heart -
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It's all in the heart.
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Christmas Is All In The Heart
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| Steven Curtis Chapman |
