As a small child On the cusp of Christmas Day I rose from my bed And hearing Santa's sleigh Following the noise I hurried down the stairs To see my father His hands were open there With an array of light A glittering assortment of tiny balls Standing in his side My father's face, it glowed Every year the same Reaching from a chair He'd decorate the room Covering all that's there And as a child I grew To then become a man Offspring at my feet I'd congratulate my dad On his array of light A glittering assortment of tiny balls Standing in his side My father's face would glow With an array of light A glittering assortment of tiny balls Not until that time Did Christmas truly show Then one time he fell And never was the same Before the year was out I felt my whole world change On the way to church Short of midnight, Christmas Eve The youngest in the car Points and says to me What an array of light A glittering assortment of tiny balls Granddad's in the sky Showing God where they all go With his array of light A glittering assortment of tiny balls Standing there that night I felt my father's glow With an array of light Making Christmas glow With an array of light Making Christmas glow