Let It Flow: Yuletide Spirit

The snow is falling, the wind is cold. Christmas carols start

to unfold. But something stirs deep in my soul. A different spirit

taking hold. Let it flow, let it flow, let it flow. The yuletide spirit,

don't you know? Forget the carols, let the good times grow. Let it flow,

let it flow, let it flow. Let it flow. The mistletoe hangs a curious sight.

But what I crave is pure delight. No silent night, just pure good

might. Chasing away the winter's blight. Let it flow, let it flow,

let it flow. The yuletide spirit, don't you know? Forget the carols, let the good