What sweeter music

What sweeter music can we bring
 Than a carol, for to sing
 The birth of this our heavenly King?
 Awake the voice! Awake the string!
 When children would reach for their stockings
 And open the presents they found
 The lights on the tree would shine bright in their eyes
 Reflecting the love all around
 He leaned with his head on the window
 Watching evergreen bend in the snow
 Remembering Christmas the way it had been
 So many seasons ago
 This year there's no one to open the gifts
 No reason for trimming the tree
 And just as a tear made it's way to the floor
 He heard voices outside start to sing
 What sweeter music can we bring,
 Than a carol for to sing
 The birth of this our heavenly King?
 Awake the voice! Awake the string!
 Carolers sang as he opened the door
 Faces of friends in the crowd
 And all of the shadows of lonely reminders
 Driven away by the sound
 Now the heart that for years had been silent
 Was suddenly filled with the new King
 As he clung to their hands like a child in the night
 He found himself this revelling
 What sweeter music can we bring,
 Than a carol for to sing
 The birth of this our heavenly King?
 The birth of this our heavenly King?