Trans-Siberian Orchestra

There was a cold winter night
Where the dark went on forever
And the world seemed like a
Dream gone astray
And somehow there on this night
As the world huddled together
There a child slept at the end of
The day
And he dreamed of another world
In another time
And another place
Where no man
Has to wear a sign
Saying where he's from
Saying what's his race
And he wants us to believe
This world that he sees
What is the dream of this night
Why does it echo forever
Here in the cold at the end of
This year
And with all our different lives
Why do we dream it together
When at the first sign of snow it
Appears
When he dreamed of another world
In another time
And another place
Where no man
Has to wear a sign
Saying where he's from
Saying what's ris race
And he wants us to believe
This world that he sees
When he dreamed of another world
In another time
And another place
Where no man
Has to wear a sign
Saying where he's from
Saying what's ris race
And he wants us to believe
This world that he sees
When he dreamed of another world
In another time
And another place
Where no man
Has to wear a sign
Saying where he's from
Saying what's ris race
And he wants us to believe
This world that he sees
THEN THE CHILD HEAR A CLOCK TOLLING
FROM A DISTANT CITY TOWER
AND SHE GAZED UP AT THE STARLIGHT
ON THIS CHRISTMAS MIDNIGHT HOUR
AND SHE WONDERED IF THESE STARS
WERE ALL BUT BITS OF DREAMS
FROM SOMEWHERE IN THE DISTAND PAST
THAT SOMEHOW, COULD STILL BE SEEN
AND SHE WONDERED IF HER CANDLE
UPON THIS MAGIC NIGHT
COULD BE SEEN BY SOMEONE FARAWAY
AS THEIR OWN STARLIGHT