Lost amidst the blizzard, no idea of where to go.
An endless veil of blinding white. No life, no warmth, no hope.
Then feintly in the distance, a warm and welcome glow.
A beacon that can lead my way to sanctuary, and so


I summon what's left of my strength and walk a line so straight.
I know I must stay on this path and never deviate.
For if I can just reach this light, perhaps I can create
a fire to warm my frozen soul, revive, recuperate.


I fear the glow will fade and I'll return to emptiness.
Perhaps this is my end of days. I failed my final test?
But no, it burns more brightly now and heat moves through my chest.
My frozen heart begins to beat, awoke from its arrest.


I reach out now to touch the light, to see if it is true.
Did someone see me lost inside, and try to pull me through?
My frozen fingertips delight, my eyes again shine blue.
The ever-reassuring sight of happiness. It's you!


For this and so much more I want to thank you and to say
that though the nights are so, so long. I know you'll bring the day.
I've told you many times before, there's no way to repay
this debt of gratitude I bear. But on this Christmas day


I wish you all the happiness the world could bring, and more.
For in your friendship I have so much to be thankful for.
When everything is bleak and senseless, only your discourse
can guide me through the wilderness. You are my driving force.


So take with you this sentiment wherever you may go,
and anytime you're feeling weak, I hope it helps to know
that if the blizzard closes in, I'll find you in the snow.
I'll tear right through that endless sheet. I'll be your warming glow.