| Snowy nights and Christmas lights,
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| Icy windowpanes,
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| Make me wish that we could be
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| Together again.
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| And the windy winter avenues
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| Just don’t seem the same,
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| And the Christmas carols sound like blues,
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| But the choir is not to blame.
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| But it doesn’t have to be that way.
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| What we had should never have ended.
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| I’ll be dropping by today.
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| We could easily get it together tonight.
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| It’s only right.
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| Crowded stores, the corner Santa Claus,
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| Tinseled afternoons,
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| And the sidewalk bands play their songs
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| Slightly out of tune.
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| Down the windy winter avenues
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| There walks a lonely man,
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| And if I told you who he is,
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| Well I think you’d understand.
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| But it doesn’t have to be that way.
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| What we had should never have ended.
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| I’ll be dropping by today.
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| We could easily get it together tonight.
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| It’s only right.
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| No, it doesn’t have to be that way.
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| What we had should never have ended.
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| I’ll be dropping by today.
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| We could easily get it together tonight.
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| It’s only right. |