Midnight Mass - Tom Chaplin

Down every road we come

Through driving snow we come

All running on empty

But still dying to make it home

In spite of everything

Two simple truths we cling

To follow the guiding star

Of loving our hearts and homes

So come on all ye faithful friends

Glory to the bitter end

We’re coming up to midnight

Sing ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Hallelujah

Yeah, come on all ye faithful, believe

Let’s sing it out for Christmas eve

'Cause it’s coming up to midnight

Sing ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Hallelujah

Hallelujah

Step in, shake off the snow

Safe in the fireglow

Raise up our voices

Send them echoing on and on

Yeah, come on all ye faithful friends

Glory to the bitter end

We’re coming up to midnight

Sing ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Hallelujah

Yeah, come on all ye faithful, believe

Let’s sing it out for Christmas eve

'Cause it’s coming up to midnight

Sing ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Hallelujah

Down every road we come

Through driving snow