Written by susan longacre, walt aldridge, and gary baker
There’s a road that I remember leading to a special place
Where the door was always open to a smiling face
There’s a picture on the mantle of a boy that looks like me
It’s always the same, there’s a stocking with my name
And a candle in the window, a flame against the night
There’s a candle in the window, it’s like god’s perfect light
It don’t take a lot of money to know what riches are
Just a candle in the window
Maybe it’s just wishful thiking I can hear the sleigh bells ring
Almost taste teh pie she’s baking, it’s christmas eve
And there’s a candle in the window, a flame against the night
The candle in the window, it’s like god’s perfect light
It don’t take a lot of money to know what riches are
Just a candle in the window and christmas in your heart
Wherever the years may take me no matter how far I go
There’s going to be a candle burning, it’s always nice to know
It don’t take a lot of money to know what riches are
Just a candle in the window and christmas in your heart
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