(Lyrics: A. Montroucchio-A. Blankleder/music: Gold-Bloss)
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Some days you run, run, run
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You never stop and when you stop
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You're too tired to think about anything.
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But some day, when you finally stop,
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You're able to think and wonder about your
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Breathless running
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And if i could have a christmas wish come true...
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I would wish for nothing but (for) wonderful things
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And in your life, which is so precious to me,
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May troubles, worries never linger;
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May they only make you stronger...
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And may you rise each day with sunlight
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In your heart
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And success on your path
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And answers to your prayers
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And that smile
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That i love to see
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Always there...
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In your eyes...
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And if i could have a christmas wish come true...
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I would wish for nothing but (for) wonderful things
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And in your life, which is so precious to me,
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May troubles, worries never linger;
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May they only make you stronger......and able and wise...and able and wise...and able and wise
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And if i could have a christmas wish come true...
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I would wish for nothing but (for) wonderful things
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And in your life, which is so precious to me,
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May troubles, worries never linger;
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May they only make you stronger......those wonderful things...stronger...those wonderful things...stronger...those wonderful things...stronger...those wonderful things
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Those Wonderful Things
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| Alphaville |
