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There's a road that I remember leading to a special place
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Where the door was always open to a smiling face
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There's a picture on the mantle of a boy that looks like me
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It's always the same, there's a stocking with my name
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And a candle in the window, a flame against the night
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There's a candle in the window, it's like God's perfect light
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It don't take a lot of money to know what riches are
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Just a candle in the window
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Maybe it's just wishful thiking I can hear the sleigh bells ring
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Almost taste teh pie she's baking, it's Christmas Eve
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And there's a candle in the window, a flame against the night
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The candle in the window, it's like God's perfect light
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It don't take a lot of money to know what riches are
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Just a candle in the window and Christmas in your heart
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Wherever the years may take me no matter how far I go
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There's going to be a candle burning, it's always nice to know
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It don't take a lot of money to know what riches are
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Just a candle in the window and Christmas in your heart
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A Candle in The WIndow
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