| Christmas is coming
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| Like a road I’m running
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| All the lights reminding me there’s something more I’ve got to give
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| Bells are ringing
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| In my head, I’m singing
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| Still I can’t begin to feel the light that I was meant to live
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| All of the places that I used to know
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| The million faces passing by
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| And you and I, we still have far to go
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| It’s always, it’s always, it’s always Christmas
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| When I feel this way
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| It’s always, it’s always, it’s always Christmas
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| When I feel this way
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| The night is silent
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| How the stars are vibrant
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| And I wish the world was peaceful as it seems it is tonight
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| So hang the mistletoe
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| And kiss the one below
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| But pray the angels come and bring this world a little light
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| All of the places that I used to know
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| The million faces passing by
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| And you and I, we still have far to go
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| It’s always, it’s always, it’s always Christmas
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| When I feel this way
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| It’s always, it’s always, always Christmas
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| When I feel this way
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| O-oh
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| Oh
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| All of the places that I used to know
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| The million faces passing by
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| And you and I, we still have far to go
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| It’s always, it’s always, it’s always Christmas
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| When I feel this way
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| It’s always, it’s always, always Christmas
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| When I feel this way
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| It’s always, it’s always, always Christmas
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| When I feel this way |