Through the falling snow, the whistle blowsA train awaits where the cold wind flowsStep aboard, let your heart take flightTo the land of Christmas on this magical nightThe tracks are silver, the engine gleamsThis is the train of Christmas dreamsA gentle conductor waves me inAnd whispers softly, let the journey beginAll aboard the Christmas trainThrough snowy hills, through joy and painEvery stop holds magic untoldA story of Christmas, timeless and boldThe first stop greets us with children's gleeLaughter ringing through the frosty treesThey dance, they dance, they danceAround the sparkling pineThe faces lit by love divineAll aboard the Christmas trainThrough snowy hills, through joy and painEvery stop holds magic untoldA story of Christmas, timeless and boldThe final stop is a place of wonderWhere a star shines bright and brightAnd bells thunderA world where hope and kindness meetWhere every soul finds Christmas sweetAs the journey ends, the train grows stillThe passengers step out with hearts to fillFor what they've found is more than cheerIt's the gift of love that lasts all yearThe Christmas train now fades from viewThe train goes on, the train goes onBut it's magic lingers pure and trueSo listen close to the whistle's refrainAnd let your heart ride the Christmas trainThe Christmas train now fades from viewEvery window lights a glowFamilies reuniteLove starts to showFrom old memories to dreams anewThe train carries hearts both broken and trueA woman sits with a photo in handHer tears fall gently lightLove starts to showFrom old memories to dreams anewThe train carries hearts both broken and trueBoth broken and trueA woman sits with the following handHer tears fall train of ChristmasDreams of saintsThe train relinquishHer grains anewThe train carries heartsBoth broken and trueA woman sits with the photo in handHer tears fall gently like grains of sandBut then she smiles as the carols riseThe train reminds her that love never diesA woman sits with the photo in handHer tears fall gently like grains of sandBut then she smiles as the carols riseThe train reminds her that love never diesA final stop is a place of wonderWhere stars shine bright and bells thunderA person sits with the photo in handA world where hope and kindness meet