What Is Christmas?

What is Christmas?

Tinseled fairytales

Day-old stockings lined up in a row

What is Christmas?

Could someone tell me that?

What is Christmas?

Surely, I don't know

And everywhere there's lights

Who needs to color night?

Could this whole thing be planned?

I do not understand

This Christmas

Trees with colored lights

Underneath they still are only trees

Do you think that one day perhaps they might

Find that Christmas

Is kind of a disease?

Every year it's waiting for me

Waiting for me

Every year it constantly defies

Placing strangers

There before me

There before me

Spreading hope and cheer

Mixed in with happiness

Fraternal bliss and other Christmas lies!

And there's one more thing that I have discovered

That I would now like you to know

The reason for Christmas, I now realize

Is an excuse to tolerate snow

Snow

I don't even like the sound of it

Anyway, where was I?

Oh, yes

What is Christmas?

Candles everywhere

A fire hazard any other day

Children light them

No-one seems to care

All for Christmas

Every year it returns here

And every year it's waiting for me

Why can't Christmas disappear

And just pretend it never saw me?

Every year I get my hopes up

That it will somehow just leave

But every year I wake to find

That once again it now is Christmas Eve