Someday at Christmas, men won’t be boys
Playing 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 war
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 will come to be (Someday)
Someday in a world where men are free (Men are free)
Maybe not in time for you and for me (Oh)
But someday at Christmastime

Someday at Christmas, we’ll see a land
With no hungry children, no empty hand
One happy morning, people will share
Our world where people care

Someday at Christmas, there’ll be no tears
When all men are equal and no men have fears
One shining moment, one prayer away
From our world today

Someday, all our dreams will come to be (Come to be)
Someday in a world where people are free (People are free)
Maybe not in time for you and for me
But someday at Christmas time

Someday at Christmas, man will not fail
Hate will be gone and love will prevail
Someday a new world where people can start
With hope in every heart, oh

Someday all our dreams will come to be (Come to be)
Someday in a world where people are free (Where every woman and every man)
Maybe not in time for you and me (Oh, but someday)
But someday at Christmas time (Oh, Lord)
But someday at Christmas time

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