Underneath a winter sky,

a distant train sings out the miles.

And so I wonder can it be,

will every mile bring you to me?



A promise made may still come true,

so I am waiting here for you.

If you don't come, what will I do?

Who shall I tell my secrets to?



Christmas bells ring out their chimes,

I hear them echo through the night.

And moonlight shines upon the road,

and trembles on the falling snow.



I look into the midnight blue,

so many stars I never knew.

If you don't come, what will I do?

Who shall I tell my secrets to?



I look into the midnight blue,

so many stars I never knew.

If you don't come, what will I do?

Who shall I tell my secrets to?