Christmas Time Is Not The Same

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Every year I make a list
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Check it twice, don’t want to miss
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My family and friends I’ve known
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Come back to me like falling snow
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And as I put the pen to page and 
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think of your familiar face
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And what I’d give, just to write 
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your name


[Chorus]
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Christmas time is not the same
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When I was a kid, it was my 
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favourite day
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Now hurts to love and it hurts to 
give
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Knowing we’re gonna lose each other
          F          G          C
But maybe that’s what makes it a 
gift


[Verse 2]
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I can see that child again
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Waking up their mother and their 
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father
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Asking “can I please open one gift 
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early”
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And as I watch the spell get 
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broken long before the sun’s awoken
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Wish I could say, you're gonna 
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miss these days


[Chorus]
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Christmas time is not the same
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When I was a kid, it was my 
  G
favourite day
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Now hurts to love and it hurts to 
give
C                   G
Knowing we’re gonna lose each other
          F          G
But maybe that’s what makes it

[Bridge]
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And I still can hear all the songs 
and the games
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When you still were here and I 
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could just call out your name
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And say:


[Chorus]
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Christmas time is not the same
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When I was a kid, it was my 
  G
favourite day
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Now hurts to love and it hurts to 
give
C                   G
Knowing we’re gonna lose each other
          F          G
But maybe that’s what makes it


[[Chorus]
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Christmas time is not the same
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When I was a kid, it was my 
  G
favourite day
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Now hurts to love and it hurts to 
give
C                   G
Knowing we’re gonna lose each other
          F          G           
But maybe that’s what makes it a 
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gift