Anno Domine
Christmas is how in every nation that hope is passed through generations from old to young
Old City Bar
In an old city bar that is never too far from the places that gather, the dreams that have been
Believe
I'll be right there I'll never leave And all I ask of you...Believe
An Angel Returned
It was the glow of a light It was the heart of a song It was the tear of a child where they never belonged It was the wish of a soul on an old neon light And the Lord smiled at him on that cold winter night
