| Christmas time in the middle of a city
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| Seeking it’s salvation
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| With every string of lights
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| That suddenly appears
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| Children stare with new found wonder
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| No one dares to break the trance
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| Every wish is carefully numbered
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| And God has granted all a second chance
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| This day
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| And all at once
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| The dream’s begun
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| And as we mark the old year’s passing
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| Strangers greet
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| On every street
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| And suddenly there’s goodwill everywhere
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| There’s Christmas in the air
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| On this night
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| To this light
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| We see it all again
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| On this night
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| To this light
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| We see it all again
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| On this night
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| To this light
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| We see it all again
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| On this night
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| To this light
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| We see it all again
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| All again
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| On this winter night
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| We still wait for you
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| And now the time has come
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| When all the world is one
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| And as we mark the old year’s passing
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| Strangers greet
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| On every street
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| And suddenly there’s goodwill everywhere
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| There’s Christmas in the air
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| There comes a time when we’re on our own
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| Some times in life such a thing must be
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| But such a thing should not be known
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| This night
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| This night
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| This night
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| And now the time has come
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| And now the time has come
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| And now the time has come
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| And now the time has come
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| And now the time has come
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| And all the world is one
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| And as we mark the old year’s passing
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| Strangers greet
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| On every street
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| And suddenly there’s goodwill everywhere
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| There’s Christmas in the air
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| THE FINAL LETTER THAT SHE READ
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| WAS FROM A YOUNGER MAN
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| IT CAME WITH A JOURNAL
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| THAT WAS ALL WRITTEN BY HAND
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| HE HAD DONE SOMETHING SO WRONG IN LIFE
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| THAT HE NO LONGER WISHED TO LIVE
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| BUT ON THIS NIGHT HE HAD A DREAM
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| AND FOUND THAT GOD FORGIVES
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| IF WE TRULY REGRET HOW OTHERS WE HAVE HUNT
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| HE WILL UNDERSTAND
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| SO HE TOOK THE MESSAGE FROM THIS NIGHT
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| AND BECAME A DIFFERENT MAN |