Look at all of the lights, you can feel the air is changing
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Streets are covered in white, everyone is celebrating
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Like the hands of a clock, never stopped telling time
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Oh, December 25
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It¡¯s a wonderful life, and you can¡¯t contain the feeling
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Even standing in line, seems a little more appealing
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Yeah, it¡¯s like I¡¯m in love, oh, and everything¡¯s right
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Oh, December 25
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This is the way, a holiday¡¯s supposed to be
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Snow on the ground, love all around, and you¡¯re with me
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Tonight, December 25
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Warming up by the fire, as the night is slowly fading
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And it all feels right, after all the time we waited
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Yeah, it comes and it goes, in the blink of an eye
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Oh, December 20
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Oh, December 20
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Oh, December 25
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December 25
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Francesca Battistelli |