Down The Stairs

{"language":"eng","descriptor":"","text":"[Verse 1]\nI woke to a room full of gold\nFrom the crack in the curtain, the cold\nThen I heard little feet on the floor\nLike a stampede right out through the door\nThe hall got loud in a second\nPajamas and wonder in motion\nAnd I sat there smiling in place\n'Cause I knew that look on their face\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nThey were racing the world\nTo the tree and the ribbons and bows\nEvery step had a spark\nThat only December knows\n\n[Chorus]\nDown the stairs, down the stairs\nHear the joy in the air\nDown the stairs, down the stairs\nIt feels like a prayer\nLittle hands, big eyes\nMorning came, and it stayed\nDown the stairs, down the stairs\nThat magic made its way\n\n[Verse 2]\nThere was wrapping paper snow on the rug\nTiny screams and a run for the hug\nOne kid froze when the lights caught his toy\nLike he found a whole planet of joy\nI watched from the edge of the room\nThinking how fast the years move\nHow the smallest of moments can stay\nLike a song that won’t fade away\n\n[Pre-Chorus]\nAnd the house held its breath\nFor the laugh in the middle of it all\nNo palace, no crown\nJust the sound of a heart that grows tall\n\n[Chorus]\nDown the stairs, down the stairs\nHear the joy in the air\nDown the stairs, down the stairs\nIt feels like a prayer\nLittle hands, big eyes\nMorning came, and it stayed\nDown the stairs, down the stairs\nThat magic made its way\n\n[Bridge]\nI know these days go quick\nLike a page in a turning stack\nSo I keep the little things close\n'Cause they don’t come back\nOne day they’ll grow so tall\nAnd the stairs will look different too\nBut I’ll still hear that morning run\nEvery time the dawn comes through\n\n[Chorus]\nDown the stairs, down the stairs\nHear the joy in the air\nDown the stairs, down the stairs\nIt feels like a prayer\nLittle hands, big eyes\nMorning came, and it stayed\nDown the stairs, down the stairs\nThat magic made its way"}