My Christmas Tree Is Hung with Tears

Blow out the candles

Unplug the lights

Take down the tinsel and everything bright

My stocking's hung, but what do I care?

No hope that my baby will ever be there

Christmas is here, but my heart can't stand one more silent night

And that's why my Christmas tree is hung with tears

Mistletoe hanging, brittle and dry

All that's remaining of happier times

Presents unopened, ribbons still tied

Nothing's worth having since your love for me died

Nothing has changed since my baby left last December '25

And that's why my Christmas tree is hung with tears

In the room where my Christmas tree stands

Where we once had our dreams and our plans

I can feel as the season returns

The final ember inside me burns

It hardly seems a year has gone by

Shepherds still watching, angels still fly

Pine needles falling down to the floor

So often forgotten, so lovely before

This lonely room hasn't changed since you let my merry Christmas down

And that's why my Christmas tree is hung with tears

Whoa, yeah

That's why my Christmas tree is hung with tears