[NARRATION]    And so it was in front of this hotel   Our angel did finally arrive   And standing at one corner was a young man   Who caught the angel's eye     He had a small group of children   Gathered round him there   Who all were quietly listening   Which for children is quite rare     He was telling them christmas tales   And each one brought more children near   Where they nestled round him on those steps   So each word they could clearly hear     He then told them a christmas story   About how all men are brothers   And when that story had ended   The children clamored for another     "where does christmas go   When its day is through?   Where does christmas go," they asked,   "and what does christmas do?"     Now children have such simple requests   Their wishes are so small   That the young man saw no reason why   He could not grant them all     They liked his stories so much   They begged him not to let it end   So he told them about the wizards of winter   Whose winter ball they must attend     How these wizards decorated their whole world   With icicles, frost and snow   And how with the dreams of this night beneath it   It all would magically start to glow     And the snow seemed to obey the young man's every gesture   In the cold december's air   And as for the wizards' imperial ball   Well, they were already there     [WIZARDS IN WINTER]    [Instrumental]