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