(Lucy Simon & Carly Simon)
I can almost touch the stars
Filling up the night

On their way around the world
They stop their flight


I can see the brightest star
Dazzling in the west
Three wise men follow

With no time for rest

And heaven can't be far

From where we lie
Heaven can't be far
From where we lie


Follow, follow
Pilgrims follow

To see the carpenters' child
Born the king of angels
He is meek and mild

Son of Joseph
Son of Mary
Son of love

He is born
Son of all believers
On this Christmas morn


And heaven can't be far
From where we lie

Heaven can't be far
From where we lie