| A railway station
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| On a long forgotten line
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| No destination
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| But it always leaves on time
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| He buys his ticket
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| As the train prepares to leave
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| Don’t want to miss it
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| On this night Christmas Eve
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| He stared into the night no expectations
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| He watched the world go by without a sound
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| He saw the city lights arrive and fade away
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| While all that night
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| All that night
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| The snow came down
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| No conversation
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| As the snow fell from the sky
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| His consolation
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| That the world is well disguised
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| He stared into the night no expectations
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| He watched the world go by without a sound
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| He saw the city lights arrive and fade away
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| While all that night
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| All that night
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| The snow came down
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| He stared into the night, no expectations
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| But in his heart he wanted to believe
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| That somehow someone would be waiting there
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| Upon this Christmas Eve
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| And when his train it pulled into that station
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| He saw there was a single pair of tracks
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| Within the snow and leading to that
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| Station door
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| And he followed those steps back
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| And on this night of our salvation
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| Where dreams that have been lost
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| Can there be found
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| They walked away together
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| On that Christmas Eve
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| While all that night
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| All that night
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| The snow came down
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| IN THIS LAST SEASON OF THE YEAR
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| THIS SEASON THAT WE TRUST
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| IT’S NOT ONLY IMPORTANT TO KNOW FOR WHOM WE WAIT
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| BUT TO KNOW WHO WAITS FOR US
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| AND AS THEY WALKED HOME TOGETHER
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| TO THE LIGHT OF CHRISTMAS TREES
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| THEY COULD NOT HELP BUT WONDER
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| ABOUT HOW THIS NIGHT CAME TO BE
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| WHILE BACK INSIDE THE ATTIC
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| THE GIRL SAW THEM WALKING THROUGH THE SNOW
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| AND SHE SMILED WITH A CHILD’S DELIGHT
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| THINKING HOW THEY WOULD NEVER KNOW
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| AND SUDDENLY SHE REALIZED
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| BENEATH THIS NIGHT OF STARS
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| SOMETIMES CHRISTMAS USES ITS OWN HANDS
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| AND SOMETIMES IT USES OURS |