Capo II
TSO – The Lost Christmas Eve
In a stable
In a manger
In the cold winter's air
In the arms of his mother
A child's lying there
In a city
In a village
Though the years have gone by
The child still remains
With the dream still close by
And each year on this night that child reawakens
And each year on this night that hope re-begins
That the dream he has offered might one day be taken
For the sake of out brother
For the child who's forgotten
For the dream that is still lying here
O' come all ye faithful
Joyful and triumphant
O' come ye, o' come ye
To Bethlehem
Come and adore him
Born the king of angels
O' come let us adore him
O' come let us adore him
O' come let us adore him
Christ the lord
In a stable
In a manger
In the cold winter's air
In the arms of his mother
A child's lying there