Someday at Christmas, men won’t be boys,
playin with bombs like kids play with toys.

One warm December,
our hearts will see,
a world where men are free.

Someday at Christmas, there’ll be no wars
when we have learned what Christmas is for.
When we have found what life’s really worth,
there’ll be peace on Earth.

Someday all our dreams [bad word] to be
someday in the world where men are free.

Baby not in time for you and me
but someday at Christmas time.