Cromequaz©

i'll have a blue christmas with out youuuuu,
i'll have a blue christmas with out youuuuu,
decorations are great, on a green christmas tree,
but mean nothing, when you're not hear with me,
i'll have a blue christmas, that's certain,
and when that blue heatache starts hurtin,
you'll be due in our life, with your christmas so bright,
but i'll have a blue, blue christmas....


it's hard, because ever since i was born, christmas has been family sacrament. well, almost like that... and it's an oddity that i'm writting about christmas in the middle of august. but ever since i was four, a chasm has trapped me in between two sides of one broken heart. -you would know who you are-. my tears are the only things to keep me alive, and yet i can never die. I don't think i ever will die. so, come on, give me a ladder, give me a bridge, let me climb and let me cross this christmas. because i can't have a good christmas with our ms. claus or santa claus -you know who you are, mom, dad-