On A Quiet Christmas Morn - Mary Chapin Carpenter

There’s not a soul out on the street

No footprints in the falling snow

The only moving thing I see is the curl of chimney smoke

Frost elts on the window panes and the house is getting warm

From the fare’s carckling flames on a quiet Christmas morn

Now I walked out in the silent world

No engines roared, no sirens whined

No one raced off to work through the din of honking horns

There was truly peace on earth on a quiet Christmas morn

And on a quiet Christmas morn, a child was in a stable born

Shepherds heard the baby cry, saw a new star in the sky

On a quiet Christmas morn

The hustle stops and the bustle stills

On this day all is calm

Forgiving kindness and goodwill soothes like a healing balm

The hardest heart is softened by the blessing that was born

When the gift of grace was offered on a quiet Christmas morn

And on a quiet Christmas morn, a child was in a stable born

Shepherds heard the baby cry, saw a new star in the sky

On a quiet Christmas morn

Shepherds heard the baby cry, saw a new star in the sky

On a quiet Christmas morn