To See You, Winter

This Christmas ain't white and it ain't blue
it's just a whole lot of missin' you
it's been four moons since you've gone
and if the fifth rolls around I guess I'll have to move on

Christmas ain't the same without you here
I'm finding it's the loneliest time of year
Christmas ain't the same without you here

The fire's burnin low, I've been waiting all day
to see your old four door come rollin my way
it's Christmas eve, baby can't you please
just find a way to come home to me

They're singin deck the halls with boughs of holly
tis the season to be jolly
They're putting decorations on the tree
singin fa la la let's be merry
when all I want it you


Christmas Ain't The Same | 7in7 Day 3

Trey Glaspie & Marcus Dawes

24 days expectation and waiting
this season comes once a year
the lights they are calling 
the children are walking down streets filled with cheer

The cold winter blows and snow flakes fall to the ground
hot apple cider we sit by the fire
our families all gather around

Merry Christmas Time

24 hours of waiting and anticipating 
the presents sit under the tree
santa has come and the day has begun
dad gives one last mistletoe plea

surprises revealed wrapping paper falls to the ground
laughter and smiles we sit for a while 
listening that ol' christmas sound

stars shining bright as the day turns to night 
the ending surely near
merry christmas to all and to all a good night 
we'l see you next...

Merry Christmas Time

Merry Christmas Time

Santa Is A Spy

With the touch of Trey Glaspie and Phil Maucieri we put together what we think would be Santa's true theme music.

silence stolen by the sound 
of sirens stirring in the street
a father sending out a plea - hold on

we searched through every home
lit fires beneath the stars
we prayed the shadows turn away
hope held within our hearts
but fear crawled within our bones
we prayed the shadows turn away
to find you

we gathered tending to a call
like soldiers posing for the war
our compass pointing to the night - march on

we searched through every home
lit fires beneath the stars
we prayed the shadows turn away
hope held within our hearts
but fear crawled within our bones
we prayed the shadows turn away

somewhere bracing from the cold
you tremble waiting for a fix
but this night will not be the cure - hold on

we searched through every home
lit fires beneath the stars
we prayed the shadows run away
hope held within our hearts
but fear crawled within our bones
we prayed the shadows turn away

we pray the shadows turn away

SHADOWS TURN (7in7 Day 6)

7 years old i heard a tale 
about a man who turned blind to see

preacher man said you gotta come to me 
and tell me you believe 

I thought the words up in my head
walked up front and there i said

I believe
He scared the hell outa me

22 years i met a girl 
who showed me how to love and showed me how to dance

pretty girl said you gotta come with me 
and show me you believe

so i thought the words up in my head
walked with her and there i said

I believe
She scared the hell outa me

29 years i sittin here
thinkin bout words what to say

preacher man said you gotta come to me 
and tell me you believe

I thought the words up in my head
walked up here and here I said 

I believe
And this scares the hell outa me

I Believe

Sleepwalk

I Need Thee Every Hour (with Marcus Dawes)

Come, thou Fount of every blessing, 
	tune my heart to sing thy grace; 
	streams of mercy, never ceasing, 
	call for songs of loudest praise. 
	Teach me some melodious sonnet, 
	sung by flaming tongues above. 
	Praise the mount! I'm fixed upon it, 
	mount of thy redeeming love. 

2.	Here I raise mine Ebenezer; 
	hither by thy help I'm come; 
	and I hope, by thy good pleasure, 
	safely to arrive at home. 
	Jesus sought me when a stranger, 
	wandering from the fold of God; 
	he, to rescue me from danger, 
	interposed his precious blood. 

3.	O to grace how great a debtor 
	daily I'm constrained to be! 
	Let thy goodness, like a fetter, 
	bind my wandering heart to thee. 
	Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it, 
	prone to leave the God I love; 
	here's my heart, O take and seal it, 
	seal it for thy courts above. 

Christmas Ain't The Same | 7in7 Day 3

Lainey Wright