| Somewhere in, in the distant night
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| I hear Christmas bells
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| The gentle snow keeps falling down on people
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| Who are homeward bound
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| That’s the way it’s always been
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| The circle really never ends
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| Christmas seems to come and go
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| Home’s a place that I don’t know
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| Holly leaves and Christmas trees
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| It’s that time of year
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| Lights aglow and mistletoe
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| Don’t mean a thing when you’re not here
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| As I walk, walk this lonely street
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| The sound of snow beneath my feet
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| I’ll think of how, how it used to be
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| Holly leaves and Christmas trees
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| Used to mean so much to me
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| (Holly leaves and Christmas trees) |