
It's that time of year again,
when children filled with glee,
Open gifts that Santa left,
Beneath the yuletide tree.
Make a great holiday meal,
Call friends and family near,
And celebrate the company,
We've missed throughout the year.
I know I should appreciate,
My family visiting,
But still I cannot help but find
That something's still missing.
The spirit of the day we're told,
Is to give, not receive.
But I can't quite let that mood take hold,
When I know it will leave.
And as I read each cheerful post,
Of glowing newfound love...
I find myself quite unlike most,
With darkened cloud above.
So All I really wish this year
When all is said and done,
When all my friends have all gone home-
...is to still be left with one.
Stille Nacht, on YouTube
when children filled with glee,
Open gifts that Santa left,
Beneath the yuletide tree.
Make a great holiday meal,
Call friends and family near,
And celebrate the company,
We've missed throughout the year.
I know I should appreciate,
My family visiting,
But still I cannot help but find
That something's still missing.
The spirit of the day we're told,
Is to give, not receive.
But I can't quite let that mood take hold,
When I know it will leave.
And as I read each cheerful post,
Of glowing newfound love...
I find myself quite unlike most,
With darkened cloud above.
So All I really wish this year
When all is said and done,
When all my friends have all gone home-
...is to still be left with one.
Stille Nacht, on YouTube
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