The Hope We Hold Lyrics

Mr. Taxi Driver, honk your horn on Christmas morn',
Don't you realize the love that's born on Christmas day, on Christmas day.
Every heart will sing on Christmas.
Hear the voices ring on Christmas.
Little Ballerina spin your spin on Christmas day,
Celebrate the hope that stirs within on Christmas day, on Christmas day.
Every heart will sing on Christmas.
Hear the voices ring on Christmas.
Every heart will sing a song that blares
beneath the doubt and the desperation, melody to
overflow my soul with the hope I hold today, hope we hold.

Mr. Bill Collector, take a break on Christmas.
Spend my money on some Christmas cake on Christmas day, on Christmas day.
Every heart will sing on Christmas.
Hear the voices ring on Christmas.
Every heart will sing a song that blares
beneath the doubt and the desperation, melody to
overflow my soul with the hope I hold today, hope we hold today.
With the hope I hold.
Set it out.
Send your sinner south. Let it out.
Send your sinner south.
Hey, let it out, baby, send it on south. Hey, let it out.
Your sinner, send him on south.
Every mom and father hug your child on Christmas night,
Recognize the wonder running wild within your life.
Every heart will sing on Christmas.
Hear the voices ring on Christmas.
Every heart will sing. Hear the voices ring.
Every heart will sing a song that blares
beneath the doubt and the desperation, melody to
overflow my soul with the hope I hold today, hope we hold today.
With the hope we hold today.

Thanks to James Welch for sending in the initial transcription,
and to Scott Leonard for the corrections to that transcription.