The Christmas Spirit is with me again,
The first time since - I don't know when.
A friendly smile, a word or two,
Spoken kindly to me, from you,
An honest answer, an innocent mind,
These are things that are hard to find
In a word so full of deception and hate
And hurting and lying, but it's not too late
To try to make this a better place
To live for the entire human race.
If a smile can mean so much to me,
Then I would truly like to see
A smile from all humanity
That could give the message you gave to me.