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we wake to a Christmas snow and wonder what will be in store better hurry not to waste this good light chores get done with frosty hands you pause to count the hours ahead and reflect on the kinder years before us you remember these and other times with a heavy heart you settle on the dreams of your mind at the turn of the clock they'll be mistletoe and molasses at the turn afternoon comes with a start you make your way down windy roads past the places you recall as old haunts at the corner of the town you see a lamppost shining bright once forgotten memories make you cry you remember these and other times with a heavy heart you settle on the dreams of your mind let me see the hope of our love for I don't know if we will meet again.... From Letras Mania