the sky is gray and silver/ and the rain falls down like tears/ Christmas time is coming/ and I am staying here/ in this ol' apartment/ where I spend every night/ but this night, it is special/ it is the season of light
my family, they are scattered/ and I am all alone/ still, it feels cheerful/ to spend Christmas here at home/ I know I could feel lonesome/ but instead I'm feeling right/ I look at snow through the window/ welcome to the season of light
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