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Christmas time in the middle of a city |
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Seeking its salvation |
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With every string of lights |
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That suddenly appears |
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Children stare with new found wonder |
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No one dares to break the trance |
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Every wish is carefully numbered |
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And god has granted all a second chance |
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This dayAnd all at once |
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The dream's begun |
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And as we mark the old year's passing |
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Strangers greet |
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On every street |
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And suddenly there's goodwill everywhere |
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There's Christmas in the air |
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On this night |
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To this light |
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We see it all again |
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On this night |
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To this light |
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We see it all again |
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On this night |
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To this light |
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We see it all again |
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On this night |
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To this light |
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We see it all again |
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All againOn this winter night |
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We still wait for you |
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And now the time has come |
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When all the world is one |
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And as we mark the old year's passing |
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Strangers greet |
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On every street |
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And suddenly there's goodwill everywhere |
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There's Christmas in the air |
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There comes a time when we're on our own |
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Some times in life such a thing must be |
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But such a thing should not be known |
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This night |
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This night |
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This night |
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And now the time has come |
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And now the time has come |
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And now the time has come |
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And now the time has come |
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And now the time has come |
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And all the world is one |
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And as we mark the old year's passing |
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Strangers greet |
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On every street |
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And suddenly there's goodwill everywhere |
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There's Christmas in the air |
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The final letter that she read |
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Was from a younger man |
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It came with a journal |
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That was all written by hand |
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He had done something so wrong in life |
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That he no longer wished to live |
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But on this night he had a dream |
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And found that god forgives |
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If we truly regret how others we have hunt |
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He will understand |
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So he took the message from this night |
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And became a different man |
