Let it snow, let it flow,
A treasure for hearts below.
Every tear, every scar,
Turns to light where blessings are.
Beneath the clouds, so cold and gray,
A silent wish begins to stray.
For broken hearts and dreams apart,
A snowy gift to heal the dark.
The lonely steps on empty streets,
The quiet hope that softly beats.
A single flake, a gentle call,
To bring some light and warmth to all.
For aching souls and love once lost,
For battles fought at every cost.
The winter’s hand, so pure, so kind,
Carries peace for hearts to find.
Wrapped in silver, tied with care,
A frozen glow fills the air.
Soft as whispers, strong as time,
This is the gift we climb.
Let it snow, let it flow,
A treasure for hearts below.
Every tear, every scar,
Turns to light where blessings are.
Let it snow, let it flow,
Bring the warmth the world should know.
For the weary, let it shine,
This Christmas, love divine.
The frozen ground, the biting chill,
Yet hope awakens, lingers still.
A snowy box, a quiet spark,
To guide the lost through winter’s dark.
For every dreamer, every fight,
For seekers longing for the light.
The snow will fall, the skies will sing,
A softer world it’s meant to bring.
Let it snow, let it flow,
A treasure for hearts below.
Every tear, every scar,
Turns to light where blessings are.
Let it snow, let it glow,
Melt the weight of ice and woe.
For the broken, let it shine,
This Christmas, love divine.
In the quiet, dreams take flight,
Underneath the winter’s light.
Snow falls soft on every pain,
Healing hearts like drops of rain.
Let it snow, let it flow,
A treasure for hearts below.
Every tear, every scar,
Turns to light where blessings are.
Let it snow, let it glow,
Melt the weight of ice and woe.
For the broken, let it shine,
This Christmas, love divine.