Well, here it is, Christmas Eve...
There's no one here who can see,
The season I can't seem to share,
It's like I have no one to care.
In years before, I had it all
Then into love, I made the fall
Now, this year, I can't seem to feel
Glad tidings and good will...
I feel so alone...
My heart, a stone.
There's only one present I could receive,
That could my hurt relieve.
My love to be returned in kind
What can't there be a sign?
There isn't just one to see,
Why isn't there someone to love me?
DW
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