ON A STREET IN THE NIGHT IN THE COLD WINTER’S LIGHT A CHILD STANDS ALONE AND SHE’S WAITING
AND THE LIGHT THAT’S OUT THERE IT JUST HANGS IN THE AIR AS IF IT WAS JUST HESITATING
AND THE SNOW IT COMES DOWN AND IT MUFFLES THE SOUND OF DREAMS ON THEIR WAY TO TOMORROW
AND WHEN THEY APPEAR THIS NIGHT WILL HOLD THEM NEAR FOR WHERE THEY WILL LEAD SHE WILL FOLLOW
FOR HERE IN THIS CITY OF LIGHTS THIS EVENING AWAKENS THE DREAMS THAT IT MIGHT THE WINTER IT CONJURES THE SPELLS IT WILL WEAVE THE SNOW GENTLY COVERS THE GROUND CHRISTMAS EVE
IN THIS SCENE ON THIS NIGHT THERE’S AN ANCIENT HOTEL WHERE SHADOWS THEY DO TEND TO WANDER
AND THE GHOSTS THAT LIVE HERE HOLD EACH MOMENT SO DEAR FOR TIME’S NOT A THING ONE SHOULD SQUANDER
AND THEY RECOUNT THEIR SAND AS IT RUNS THROUGH THEIR HAND AND EXAMINE EACH MOMENT FOR MEANING
IT CAN BE WISHED UPON TILL THE MOMENT IT’S GONE LIKE DAY DISAPPEARS INTO EVENING
FOR HERE IN THIS CITY OF LIGHTS THIS EVENING AWAKENS THE DREAMS THAT IT MIGHT THE WINTER IT CONJURES THE MOMENT IS SEIZED THE SNOW GENTLY COVERS THE GROUND CHRISTMAS EVE