| She leaned with her head on the window
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| Watching evergreen bend in the snow
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| Remembering Christmas the way it had been
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| So many seasons ago
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| When children would reach for their stockings
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| And open the presents they found
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| The lights on the tree would shine bright in their eyes
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| Reflecting the love all around
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| This year there’s no one to open the gifts
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| No reason for trimming the tree
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| And just as a tear made its way to the floor
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| She heard voices outside start to sing
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| Merry Christmas to all who may dwell here
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| Merry Christmas if even just one
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| May the joy of the season surround you
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| Merry Christmas with love
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| Carolers sang as she opened the door
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| Faces of friends in the crowd
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| And all of the shadows of lonely reminders
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| Driven away by the sound
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| Now the heart that for years had been silent
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| Was suddenly filled with a song
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| As she clung to their hands like a child in the night
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| She found her self singing along
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| Merry Christmas to all who may dwell here
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| Merry Christmas if even just one
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| May the joy of the season surround you
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| Merry Christmas
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| Merry Christmas to all who may dwell here
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| Merry Christmas if even just one
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| May the joy of the season surround you
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| Merry Christmas with love |