Tekstovi: Trans-Siberian Orchestra. The Christmas Attic. Christmas In The Air.

[Music & Lyrics: Paul O'Neill, Jon Oliva]

Christmas time in the middle of a city
Seeking its salvation
With every string of lights
That suddenly appears

Children stare with new found wonder
No one dares to break the trance
Every wish is carefully numbered
And God has granted all a second chance
This day

And all at once
The dream's begun
And as we mark the old year's passing
Strangers greet
On every street
And suddenly there's goodwill everywhere
There's Christmas in the air

On this night
To this light
We see it all again
On this night
To this light
We see it all again

On this night
To this light
We see it all again
On this night
To this light
We see it all again
All again

On this winter night
We still wait for you

And now the time has come
When all the world is one
And as we mark the old year's passing
Strangers greet
On every street
And suddenly there's goodwill everywhere
There's Christmas in the air

There comes a time when we're on our own
Some times in life such a thing must be
But such a thing should not be known
This night
This night
This night

And now the time has come
And now the time has come
And now the time has come
And now the time has come
And now the time has come

And all the world is one
And as we mark the old year's passing
Strangers greet
On every street
And suddenly there's goodwill everywhere
There's Christmas in the air

THE FINAL LETTER THAT SHE READ
WAS FROM A YOUNGER MAN
IT CAME WITH A JOURNAL
THAT WAS ALL WRITTEN BY HAND

HE HAD DONE SOMETHING SO WRONG IN LIFE
THAT HE NO LONGER WISHED TO LIVE
BUT ON THIS NIGHT HE HAD A DREAM
AND FOUND THAT GOD FORGIVES

IF WE TRULY REGRET HOW OTHERS WE HAVE HUNT
HE WILL UNDERSTAND
SO HE TOOK THE MESSAGE FROM THIS NIGHT
AND BECAME A DIFFERENT MAN