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Lights on the Porch

Kevin Westbrook

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December 12, 2025

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Cumulative Revenue$9.8K

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Lyrics

December 12, 2025

Snow’s fallin’ soft on the sidewalks,
December hums low in the trees.
Everyone’s rushing through storefront reflections,
but the world slows down for me.
Cuz I’m thinking ’bout the moments
we lost somewhere in the year—
the words we didn’t say,
the people not here,
and the quiet that’s grown loud
as Christmas comes near.

(Pre-Chorus)
But then the lights on the porch start to glow,
reminding me of everything I still know…

(Chorus)
That love is a fire in the cold,
a hand you can hold
when the night gets long.
That hope is a carol that rises,
even through the silences,
soft but strong.
And maybe this year won’t be perfect,
but maybe it doesn’t have to be—
if the lights on the porch keep shining,
then there’s still Christmas in me.

(Verse 2)
Pulled out a box of old memories,
found cards with your handwriting there.
A recipe folded, a photo half-faded,
laughter caught in frozen air.
And I realized I’ve been running
from the ache the season brings,
but even broken hearts
deserve a chance to sing.

(Pre-Chorus)
And when the choir on the radio starts,
I feel something thaw in my chest and my heart…

(Chorus)
’Cause love is a fire in the cold,
a hand you can hold
when the night gets long.
And hope is a carol that rises,
even through the silences,
soft but strong.
And maybe this year won’t be perfect,
but maybe it doesn’t have to be—
if the lights on the porch keep shining,
then there’s still Christmas in me.

(Bridge)
So here’s to the ones we’ve loved and lost,
to the years that took their cost,
to the prayers whispered under midnight skies—
This season’s a promise,
that healing takes time,
but joy can still find you tonight.

(Final Chorus)
Love is a fire in the cold,
a hand you can hold
when the world feels wrong.
Hope is a carol that rises,
even through the silences,
soft but strong.
And maybe this year won’t be perfect—
but standing in the doorway, I see:
as long as these lights keep shining,
there’s still Christmas in me.

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