don't let me become immune to such beautyndon't let my eyes tire or grow wearyndon't let me take this privilege for grantednor waste my wishes on trivial pastimesnnthe air is so wellnmakes my teeth tinglenmy lungs are icy coldnand alivennand tonightnthe stars shine brighter than everntonightnthe stars shine brighter than evernnevery day is christmasnwhen I'm with younnevery day is christmasnwhen I'm with you