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 miles.
And moonlight shines upon the road,
and trembles on the fallen 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?