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The Bells of Christmas
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Imagine a boy
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Kneeling by the window
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Lookin out across the driveway at the rain
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Will it always rain
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I remember the bells
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Comin' from the churchyard
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And I thought they played their music just for me
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And day by day
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The rain turned to snow
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I don't hear them anymore
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The bells of Christmas
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Will ring for us again
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When we truly do believe
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What Christmas really means
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So light a candle
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That every man may see
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The world of hope and promise
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Like the one we knew back when and
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We'll ring the bells of Christmas
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Once again
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There was a girl
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Lived around the corner
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With eyes as black as Mary's must have been
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I wonder
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Does she miss her friend
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I remember the day
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All the bells were ringing
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As I watched her cross the churchyard in the snow
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And all my searching
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for all I lack
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Is just trying to get that feeling back
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The bells of Christmas
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Will ring for us again
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When we truly do believe
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What Christmas really means
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So light a candle
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That every man may see
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A world of hope and promise
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Like the one we knew back when and
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We'll ring the bells of Christmas once again
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The future of the world, they say
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Is in the children's hands
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Perhaps if we could let them lead
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We'd come to understand
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The bells of Christmas
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Will ring for us again
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When we truly do believe
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What Christmas really means
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So light a candle that every man may see
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Like the one we knew back when and
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We'll ring the bells of Christmas once again
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We'll ring the bells of Christmas once again
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The Bells of Christmas
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| Kenny Loggins |
