Well it's Christmas again
And my heart beats alone
I know I'm supposed to be
Happy and carefree
But this house don't feel like a home
The nail still rests in the beam
No fresh flowers, mistletoe, or wreath
Silver bells and colored lights
Won't be found here tonight
No stockings hung, no scent of evergreen
While the world fills up with great expectation
I do my best to keep the gloom at bay
There's no joyful cheer
Crying Christmas tears
Alone, on Christmas Day
Alone, on Christmas Day
