The Spirit of Christmas Past - Enya

On Christmas Eve I dreamed I traveled all around the earth And in my dream I saw and heard the ways the different people hail the king Whose star shone in the east and what a dream it was In London Town I walked around Piccadilly Circus A mass of people movin' here and there I wandered where On every face at every place was hurry up I'm late But a kind old man at a chestnut stand said merry Christmas mate And I felt the Christmas spirit In a little town nestled down in Bavaria Germany I walked along to see what the feeling there would be And here again was the busy din the rushin' the yellin' But some kind boy said Frohliche Weihnachten Not undesratnding the words but gettin' the buyin' and sellin' I felt the Christmas spirit In Bethlehem I heard a hymn some distant choir sang And with other tourists I walked along to a church as its bells rang Then I heard someone tell someone there's where Christ was born I wonder if he looked like our baby looked on that first morn And then I really felt the Christmas spirit From a businessman in the Holy Land as a sidewalk souvenirshop I bought a little Bible since I'd hardly stopped And it was in Paris France somehow by chance that I took the Bible out And as I flipped the pages I saw these words and I knew what it was all about For I read fear not for behold I bring you good tidings of great joy Which shall be to all people For unto you he was born this day in the City of David a Saviour Which is Christ the Lord Then I took the little Holy Book held it close and tight I closed my eyes and visualized the glory of that night So suddenly it came to me for when I awoke on Christmas Day I felt the Christmas spirit down deep inside to stay (O little town of Bethlehem how still we see Thee lie Above Thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by Yet in Thy dark streets shineth the everlasting light The hopes and fears of all the years are met in Thee tonight)