| It’s getting to be the time of year
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| When people once spoke of love and good cheer
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| Peace on Earth and good will to all men
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| And we all believed that there’d come a day
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| When peace would be much more than «on it’s way»
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| Cause peace has been on it’s way since I don’t know when
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| And the folks who decide what will be
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| They haven’t confided in me
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| And i don’t think that everybody can wait 'til then
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| It makes me sad that my kids won’t see
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| Christmas the way it used to be
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| I was so excited though we didn’t have a dime
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| But that seems like such a long time ago
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| And I am still a child I know
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| But it seems like we’ve lost much more than the time
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| Cause the folks who decide what will be
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| They haven’t confided in me
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| And I don’t think that everybody can wait 'til then
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| No, I don’t think that everybody can wait 'til then
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| No, I don’t think that everybody can wait 'til then |