The Christmas Song Snowflakes fall like sweet kisses from above Stinging cold and fresh and new And the halos on the street-lamps Light the road ahead All I wants to be with you. So bent on getting even That were always at odds I wish youd lower your hands And quench your sobs All I wants to be with you. And sleigh-bells will ring And Christmas will bring me home to you Far from these city streets I walk And sidewalks that crunch with snow And the cold, cold air I breathe That tells me that you know All I wants to be with you. This windy city rips my breath from burning lungs As I come tearing home to you And the snow falls cold and new Like fresh beginnings from above.
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