Beneath The Christmas Tree

I stopped to see the great fir tree
That stood within the square
I watched its sparkling light shine through
The cold and snowy air
Then some movement caught my eye
Below its branches green
I wondered what could be there
Beneath the Christmas tree

Then I saw a little boy
With tangled golden curls
And blue eyes dancing full of life
Though life had been so cruel
He said, "Tonight's the night if Santa comes
I hope he comes to me
And sees me just as you did
Beneath the Christmas tree"

Silent night, oh holy night
How clearly, Lord, I see
But for thy grace it could be me
There beneath the Christmas tree

Somewhere bells were ringing
As I slipped off my coat
Wrapped it 'round his shoulders
And held his body close
On the night that Christ was born
There's no way I could leave
This cold and hungry orphan boy
Beneath the Christmas tree

Silent night, oh holy night
I took him home with me
But for thy grace it could be me
There beneath the Christmas tree
Silent night, oh holy night
How clearly, Lord, I see
But for thy grace it could be me
There beneath the Christmas tree
There beneath the Christmas tree