The Reason for the Season Songtext
von The Bellamy Brothers

It′s nearly midnight Christmas eve
And everyone's asleep but me
Along with the angel on the tree
And my memories

Then a picture on the mantel caught my eye
A pretty girl and a young G.I. Christmas ′45
Love was born in war when times were bad
But they gave each other all they had
My mom and dad

The gift of an open heart
A song from this old guitar
Knowing how long they've been here
That was enough

It's not the presents that we bring
They are the least important things
The reason for the season
Is love


She held an old brown teddybear
He won for her at the county fair
It was a perfect bear

Love endures when love is true
It give to her last breath they drew
Just like a tear

The gift of an open heart
The cool of the cozy heart
Would show you how love can build beyond
That same love

It′s not the presents that we bring
They are the least important things
The reason for the season
Is love

Love, if only love
Could last through the season
Love, and only love
For some selfish reason

The gift of an open heart
The cool of the cozy heart
Would show you how love can build beyond
That same love


It′s not the presents that we bring
They are the least important things
The reason for the season
Is love
The reason for the season
Is love