where are you, Christmas?
why can’t I find you?
why have you gone away? where is the laughter
you used to bring me? why can’t I hear music play?
my world is changing, I’m rearranging;
does that mean Christmas changes, too?
I’m not the same one, see what the time’s done?
is that why you have let me go?
why have you gone away? where is the laughter
you used to bring me? why can’t I hear music play?
my world is changing, I’m rearranging;
does that mean Christmas changes, too?
I’m not the same one, see what the time’s done?
is that why you have let me go?
— Grief has made strangers of
us.
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