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Christmas Morn
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This year I want you more than anything I've known
This year it means more than any Christmas has before
You can leave those presents by the door
We wont need a fire, because i'll keep you warm
Christmas is here again, can you feel it all around
And it's you who makes it so special, you are all i want
I cant waste another holiday, you're my Christmas morn
Last year remember how close we almost came
To lose ourselves, to lose it all, it's a miracle how far we've come
If you need a carol, let me be your song
It they had is any other way, we wouldn't be here at all
So you can leave those presents at Macy's Door
Saint Nick can pass us by, let's stay up till the moon grows worn
And I don't need some holly, cocoa or toys
And i don't mistletoe toe to take you as my own
I don't need reason, reminder or ryhme
And I don't need the holidays to ask you to be mine
You Light me up
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