She leaned with her head on the window
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Watching evergreen bend in the snow
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Remembering Christmas the way it had been
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So many seasons ago.
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When children would reach for their stockings
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And open the presents they found
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The lights on the tree would shine bright in their eyes
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Reflecting the love all around.
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This year there's no one to open the gifts
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No reason for trimming the tree
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And just as a tear made it's way to the floor
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She heard voices outside start to sing.
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Merry Christmas to all who may dwell here
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Merry Christmas if even just one
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May the joy of the season surround you
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Merry Christmas with love.
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Carolers sang as she opened the door
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Faces of friends in the crowd
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And all of the shadows of lonely reminders
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Driven away by the sound.
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Now the heart that for years had been silent
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Was suddenly filled with a song
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As she clung to their hands like a child in the night
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She found her self singing along.
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Merry Christmas to all who may dwell here
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Merry Christmas if even just one
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May the joy of the season surround you
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Merry Christmas.
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Merry Christmas to all who may dwell here
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Merry Christmas if even just one
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May the joy of the season surround you
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Merry Christmas with love
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Merry Christmas With Love
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Clay Aiken |