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  • 作词 : Oliva/Paul O'Neill/Kinkel/PACHABELL
    作曲 : Oliva/Paul O'Neill/Kinkel/PACHABELL
    He believed in the things that he always thought he knew
    And had done all the things that he always wanted to do
    Collecting each thing, reflecting his worth
    But now he pondered, how he had wandered this earth
    For we all seem to give our lives away
    Searching for things that we think we must own
    Until on this evening when the year is leaving
    We all try to find our way home
    He had time or at least then he always thought he did
    And mistakes, well he thought that time always would forgive
    Each transgression for his intentions, forgetting
    Years he squandered on things he now was regretting
    For we all seem to give our lives away
    Searching for things that we think we must own
    Until on this evening when the year is leaving
    We all try to find our way home
    For we all seem to give our lives away
    Searching for things that we think we must own
    But on this evening when the year is leaving
    I think I would be alright if on this
    Christmas night
    I could just find my way home
  • 作词 : Oliva/Paul O'Neill/Kinkel/PACHABELL
    作曲 : Oliva/Paul O'Neill/Kinkel/PACHABELL
    He believed in the things that he always thought he knew
    And had done all the things that he always wanted to do
    Collecting each thing, reflecting his worth
    But now he pondered, how he had wandered this earth
    For we all seem to give our lives away
    Searching for things that we think we must own
    Until on this evening when the year is leaving
    We all try to find our way home
    He had time or at least then he always thought he did
    And mistakes, well he thought that time always would forgive
    Each transgression for his intentions, forgetting
    Years he squandered on things he now was regretting
    For we all seem to give our lives away
    Searching for things that we think we must own
    Until on this evening when the year is leaving
    We all try to find our way home
    For we all seem to give our lives away
    Searching for things that we think we must own
    But on this evening when the year is leaving
    I think I would be alright if on this
    Christmas night
    I could just find my way home