Grace Lyrics by Tom Siegel
All I want for Christmas
Is a place to call my own
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All I want for Christmas
Is a place to call my own
There’s a shop on the corner down on 2nd Street
Where you can have a cup of coffee and maybe get something to eat
Like a dream in the dark of night
Like a mist in the morning light
When I first saw her smile
I felt my loneliness was leaving
You
You’ve got me going right out of my mind
They stormed the beach at Normandy
They flew to Vietnam
My life is set on a chartered course
Through the corridors of time
There’s a shadow in the desert that’s a thousand years old
And beyond it lies the answer to the dark and the cold