SOMEWHERE IN THE UNIVERSE   BETWEEN THIS NIGHT AND GOD   AN ANGEL SAT UPON A STAR   WHILE THINKING VERY HARD     TO RETURN ONCE MORE TO THE EARTH   HE HAD BEEN ASSIGNED   AND A SINGLE GIFT FOR ALL OF MAN   HE WAS TO LEAVE BEHIND     BUT THIS GIFT THAT HE WAS TO LEAVE   COULD NOT BE TAKEN FROM THE HEAVENLY COURT   AND HOW COULD HE LEAVE SOMETHING BEHIND   IF NOTHING COULD BE BROUGHT     NOW THIS WAS QUITE A PUZZLE   AND HE KNEW NOT HOW TO START   WHEN HE SUDDENLY FELT A PRAYER FROM A CHILD   REACH DEEP INTO HIS HEART     AND THOUGHT HIS TIME WAS LIMITED   TO THIS ONE NIGHT OF THE YEAR   HE COULD NOT IGNORE THIS CHILD'S REQUEST   SO HE DECIDED HE WOULD START HERE     FOR THOUGH THIS NIGHT WAS CHRISTMAS EVE   AND DREAMS WERE ALL ABOUT   SOMEWHERE DOWN BELOW ON EARTH   HE HAD FELT THIS CHILD BEGIN TO DOUBT     A CHILD WHO SHOULD HAVE BEEN ASLEEP   INSTEAD WAS CLIMBING ATTIC STAIRS   WITH HER SOLITARY CANDLE   AND A SINGLE CHRISTMAS PRAYER     NOW, WHEN ANGELS THEY ARE CALLED   THEY RARELY JUST APPEAR   BUT MORE OFTEN THAN NOT   THEY GENTLY WHISPER IN ONE'S EAR     AND WHEN THEY WHISPER TO A CHILD   ON NIGHTS WHEN SNOW STILL GLISTENS   THE CHANCES ARE MUCH STRONGER STILL   THAT, THAT CHILD, WILL LISTEN     SO IN THIS ROOM WHERE SHADOWS LIVE   AND GHOSTS THAT FAILED LEARN TIME FORGIVES   WELCOME FRIENDS, PLEASE STAY AWHILE   OUR STORY STARTS WITH ONE SMALL CHILD   WHO SPENDS THIS NIGHT IN AN ATTIC DARK   WHERE DREAMS ARE STORED LIKE SLEEPING HEARTS     NOW, IF YOU WONDER WHY THIS CHILD IS HERE   WITH ALL ASLEEP AND CHRISTMAS NEAR   SHE'S COME UP HERE TO LOOK FOR TRUTH   IN THIS PLACE CLOSEST TO THE ROOF     FOR SHE HAD HEARD FROM FRIENDS WHO FEEL   THAT NOTHING ON THIS NIGHT IS REAL   THAT NO ADULTS TRULY BELIEVE   IN ALL THESE THINGS OF CHRISTMAS EVE     THIS NIGHT THAT SEEMS TO CAST A SPELL   IN THE SAME WORLD, JUST TINSELED WELL   AND AS SHE LAY IN BED THAT NIGHT   SHE WONDERED IF THEY MIGHT BE RIGHT     AND SHE WONDERED THEN WHO SHE MIGHT ASK   ABOUT THIS QUESTION THAT HAD BEEN CAST   FOR ADULTS, SHE HAD BEEN TOLD, YOU SEE   ARE PART OF THIS CONSPIRACY     BUT IN HER MIND BECOMING CLEAR   THE SHADOW OF A CHILD'S IDEA     THERE WAS ONE WHOSE PRESENCE ALONE   WOULD RECONFIRM WHAT SHE HAD KNOWN     BUT THIS MAN, HE WAS SO RARELY SEEN   FOR HE ONLY ARRIVED WHEN CHILDREN DREAMED   BUT IF WHAT SHE HAD BELIEVED WAS RIGHT   HE SHOULD APPEAR THIS VERY NIGHT   SO ON THIS NIGHT WITH SO MUCH AT STAKE   SHE'S DETERMINED THAT SHE WOULD STAY AWAKE     BUT THEN A PROBLEM CAME TO MIND   IT SEEMS THAT FATE HAD NOT BEEN KIND   FOR THEIR CHIMNEY HAD BEEN CLOSED THAT YEAR   SOME BRICKS MIGHT FALL, HER FATHER FEARED     SO SHE HAD DEVISED ANOTHER PLAN   TO HEAR WHEN ON THE ROOF HE LANDS   SO WITH THE GHOSTS LEFT HERE BY FATE   UPON THIS NIGHT SHE SITS AND WAITS     NOW AS I'M SURE YOU ALL MUST KNOW   WHEN ONE IS WAITING, TIME MOVES SLOW   AND AS SHE WONDERED WHAT TO DO   (HER OPTIONS SEEMING FAR TOO FEW)     THE ANGEL CAUSED THAT CHILD TO LOOK   BEHIND A YELLOWED PILE OF BOOKS   AMONG THESE MEMORIES DISGUISED AS JUNK   SHE NOTICED THERE A WELL WORN TRUNK     IT WAS FILLED WITH TOYS AND ONE OLD WREATH   AND SEVERAL LETTERS UNDERNEATH   SOME ORNAMENTS, A HAND RUNG PHONE   AND RECORDS WITH A GRAMOPHONE     A MIX OF LONG FORGOTTEN WORDS   WITH MELODIES NO LONGER HEARD   ALL THREADS OF LONG FORGOTTEN LIVES   BUT HERE SOMEHOW THEY HAD SURVIVED     THESE LETTERS THAT HAD CAUGHT HER EYE   NOW IN HER HANDS THEY SEEMED ALIVE   AND AS EACH LETTER SHE UNSEALED   A SMALL PIECE OF THE PAST WAS REVEALED     FOR CHRISTMAS WEAVES A LIFE LONG SPELL   AND MOST OF ALL REMEMBERS WELL   AND AS THE CHILD EXPLORED THE PAST   ONCE AGAIN THAT SPELL WAS CAST     AND AS THE CHILD BEGAN TO READ   UPON THIS NIGHT OF CHRISTMAS EVE   THE ANGEL'S PLAN, AS YOU CAN TELL   IT WAS ALREADY WORKING WELL   SO AS THE GHOSTS GENTLY ARISE   IN OUT FIRST SONG WE'LL SUMMARIZE     In this room where shadows live   And ghosts that failed learn time forgives   Welcome, friends, please stay awhile   Our story starts with one small child     Who spends this night in attics dark   Where dreams are stored like sleeping hearts   And so it's here that they must wait   Till someone wishes them awake     For somewhere on this night of nights   She's looking to believe   Here among the ghosts on Christmas Eve     And there near an old looking glass   There was a trunk from Christmas past   That she had somehow missed before   But now decides she will explore     'Twas filled with toys and one old wreath   And several letters underneath   So as the evening hours leave   The child sat down and started to read     For somewhere on this night of nights   She's looking to believe   Here among the ghosts on Christmas Eve     On Christmas Eve   On Christmas Eve