Bringing The Outside In

Holly, ivy, mistletoe
Untouched by autumn’s hand
Evergreen, ever present
Through winter’s icy stand

Berries white, berries red
To cheer ah kith and kin
Every Yule we celebrate
By bringing the outside in

Chorus
Ah we talk about love
And we talk about peace
And we talk about a revolution
To remind us all that life goes on
We bring the outside in

At long last The year has turned
There’s still a way to go
Before the warm sun cheers our hearts
And ends our winter woe

Before the cold winds and the frost
At last begin to yield
Nuada's Golden rays shall shine
To nourish all our fields