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One Christmas in London, December air Red buses, snow angels, Trafalgar square. And now the two of us are walking there Remember how it used to be? You never told me how to love you, We never spoke of it at all. But Christmas day, When you passed my way, We heard the Bells of St. Paul . . . . . All season, and New Years, They rang for me. That winter was more than A dream could be And every morning what I woke to find Would in the evening still be there We never talked about forever We were in love, and through it all! Our hearts would sing every times they�d ring The ancient Bells of St. Paul . . . I�ve searched for a thousand hours Through the town, and all the places we knew Past grand old castles and gothic towers Hoping they would lead me to you . . . . You never told me how to find you I had to try first and fall But on the Strand*, when you take my hand We�ll find the love we recall And hear the Bells of St. Paul. *For all of those like me, the Strand is London�s Broadway |
| Bells of St. Paul By. Maury Yeston |
| <sigh> I LOVE this song! The first day I got "Christmas Stays the Same" I sat down and memorized it. It's also a Linda Eder song, and I LOOOOVE it! hehee! It's sooooooo pretty! Well, I can't think of anything else to say, so thats it! |