Friday, October 12, 2007

Christmas

The wind is getting cold
My breaths are getting old
Seasons change
But my feelings don't
I want to love
But I know you won't
The snow lays on the ground
Reflects like your eyes, without a sound
The cold is surrounding
And I need your warmth
But you aren't around
So ash lays in the hearth
The lights might be hung,
The tree dressed up
But without you there,
I'm all messed up
I don't need presents,
And with money, I'm through
All I want for Christmas
Is you

1 comment:

elizabeth said...

that is so, so sweet.