Ghost of Christmas Past

Let's go back to where it started
 Where my life was filled with peace
 Though alone, my dad cold hearted
 My sister Fan, made my darkness cease
 Was left at school every Christmas evening
 Then one day I found new meaning
 When they would invite me home
 Joyful, at ease – with family
 With the news that Fanny died
 I knew from this moment that I'm all alone
 (He thinks his alone when there's all around him others)
 (That his lonely heart can't see, it's filled with greed)
 Come and take my robe
 We will fly away
 Come with your robe, we fly away
 To a time of jolly and gay
 With the Ghost of Christmas Past
 Here to help me find my way
 Come with your robe, we fly away
 To a time of jolly and gay
 With the Ghost of Christmas Past
 Here to help me find my way
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 On towards my glory days
 Of working for a jolly man
 Fezziwig, that kook, how he made us laugh and
 Took us in with open arms
 Dance 'til morning, singing, cheering
 Christmas time was always steering
 To a hope of better times
 I still can recall that joyful night
 When I met my love, my Belle
 Wish for the rest of my time
 That we could have made a life together
 Come and take my robe
 We will fly away
 Come with your robe, we fly away
 To a time of jolly and gay
 With the Ghost of Christmas Past
 Here to help me find my way
 Come with your robe, we fly away
 To a time of jolly and gay
 With the Ghost of Christmas Past
 Here to help me find my way
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 The hour strikes, it's getting darker
 Then I see a lonely man
 Waiting for his true love Belle
 Knowing that she won't show up
 She was my true love, I knew
 But she had found herself someone new
 Consumed by greed, his lust for wealth
 Lost in his world, a tragic spell
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 Now I know what could have been
 Should I regret that painful sin?
 How I chose my own success
 Before the only woman I have ever loved liked this
 Come and take my robe
 We will fly away
 Come with your robe, we fly away
 To a time of jolly and gay
 With the help of the Ghost of the Christmas Past
 To show me on my way
 Come with your robe, we fly away
 To a time of jolly and gay
 With the Ghost of Christmas Past
 Here to help me find my way