• wake up one morning,
    sun shining through,
    the cats by the fire,
    all i think of is you.

    bells and rustling is all i can hear,
    outside, footprints from "santa's" reindeer,
    get up out of bed and get changed for the day,
    i can't go down stairs so here i stay.

    thoughts drift in my head,
    an image of you,
    surrounded by angels,
    sat where daisies grew.

    i get up and start down the stairs,
    the magic and wonder passes me by,
    too old for that,
    i wonder why?

    i sit and listen to my music,
    dreading the further festivities,
    all i will see for the whole day is you,
    while love and happiness is their lyric.

    pick up my keys and head out the door,
    slam it behind me,
    i don't care anymore,
    all i want is you and me to be free.

    running down the street holding back tears,
    passing houses with plastic reindeers,
    christmas lights flashing everywhere,
    just a distraction here and there.

    i sit all alone on the grass for an hour,
    picking petals from a nearby flower,
    thoughts of you run through my mind,
    all of them caring and kind.

    isn't christmas supposed to be about family,
    not all about you or me,
    so why this hype about presents,
    when all i long is your presence?

    i stand and start back to the shallow hall,
    all for one, not one for all,
    suddenly i bump, crash, then fall,
    surrounding me is an angels call.

    i awake to find you next to me,
    crying and saying we were destiny,
    you realise i am there and hold me close,
    then i laugh saying ew thats gross.

    looking into your eyes i have it all,
    and still the angels sing and call,
    it was you all along, the one i need,
    for christmas is about you and me.