In this angel time of year, There are angels gathered near, Wings to fly and dry each tear, In this angel time of year. Through the touch of angels' hair, Broken hearts made whole again, Grace to take the place of fear, In this angel time of year. Underneath this perfect tree, Gifts are wrapped so carefully, Still we wonder, can we see, The meaning of it all? High above these festive streets, Yes, yes, the word repeats, Glory, hallelujah, Wings to catch you when you fall. Wings to fly and dry each tear, In this angel time of year. If you're lost and full of fear, Fragile hope will soon appear, Faith and love will find you here, Hark the herald time. Christmas carols chime, In this angel time of year. Thanks for watching!
