Trans-siberian Orchestra - Dream Child A Christmas Dream - GTP табы

In the night 

Was the dark

In the dark 

Was the dream

In the dream

Was the Child

And myself

There unseen 


In the book was the word

In the word there was truth

In the truth there was age

In the age there was youth 


And I said to the Child 

Do your hands they still bleed

After all of this time

Do you think there's still need

But the Child only smiled 


And said not a word

And the snow it came down 

As if it hadn't heard 


And all that night the snow came down

To heal the scars our lives had found

And the years that lay broken 


And there upon that bridge of dreams

Across the night we walked unseen

With no words ever spoken 


And then on through that night

We did walk for a while

And our steps turned to blocks

And the blocks turned to miles 


Then we followed a path

For as far as we could

Till we found ourselves there

In an evergreen woods 


There were thousands of candles 

Upon every tree 

It was beautiful 

But there was one mystery

For with all of those candles

You must understand

That the only one lit 

Was now there in his hand 


And there upon that Christmas scene

The candle wax of melted dreams

And the years they had taken 


And as the snow did gently fall

We one by one relit them all

Till each dream was awakened 


And there to that light

This young Child showed to me

All the things that he dreamt

All the things that might be

How for everything given

That something is gained

Strike one match in the dark

And all the world's not the same 


And then I asked that Child

Why this night has a star

And he said, "So we'd know 

That we could see that far"

And these candles are wed 

To that star's distant light

And it all came to be

Upon that long winter's night

That long winter's night

That long winter's night

That long winter's night 


And when I awoke, well the Child he was gone

But somewhere in my mind

I believe he lives on

And somewhere in my life 

Between here and the end

On a long winter's night

I will dream him again


Then she noticed on some Christmas cards

A reddish purple stain

Where someone had spilled some Christmas wine

And there it had remained 


Until the heat from a radiator

Whistling in the air

Had caused it to evaporate

Into an angel's share