Wednesday, December 23, 2009

do you love what I love?

Writes the tired son to his dad,
do you wish what I wish?
In the farthest land, my dear dad,
do you wish what I wish?
Her eyes, her eyes,
twinkling like the tree,
her tinsel eyes looking straight into me.

Sighs his dad to the street-side kids,
does he care what I care?
Another year's gone by, street-side kids,
does he care what I care?
A gift, a gift,
his apology,
a gift to end all misery.

Asks the street-side kids to their girl,
does it snow where we go?
It's too cold here now, my sweet girl,
does it snow where we go?
A bed, a bed,
hidden from the storm,
this bed where we can always be warm.

Called the girl to the one she always knew,
do you feel what I feel?
Has the year ended yet, boy I knew?
Do you feel what I feel?
The rain, the rain,
melted from the snow,
the rain we never will show.

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