NIGHTS IN WHITE SATIN . ( THEMOODYBLUES ) . Nights in white satin, never reaching the end . Letters I've written, never meaning to send . Beauty I'd always missed with these eyes before . Just what
(GUITAR INTO). . I'm going back to Colorado. . Rollin' down the highway. . Just my life to carry. . It's written in the wind. . Again. . . . I will drink from the river. . That runs
Were living in a land of make believe. And trying not to let it show. And maybe in that land of make believe. Heartaches can turn into joy Were breathing in the smoke of high and low. Were taking
Were living in a land of make believe. And trying not to let it show. And maybe in that land of make believe. Heartaches can turn into joy Were breathing in the smoke of high and low. Were taking
In the quiet of Christmas morning. In the peace of Christmas dawn. The child that is the future. Will see the earth reborn When we take our Christmas journey. In the steps that went before. With
In the quiet of Christmas morning. In the peace of Christmas dawn. The child that is the future. Will see the earth reborn When we take our Christmas journey. In the steps that went before. With
