On Christmas morning, outside was pouring
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All was hopeless in this home
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And no one's speaking, no one creeping
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to see if she was on the phone
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And you were quiet, this routine riot
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was all but practical to me
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and if we see it, why can't we beat it
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can we let eachother be?
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Forget December, it won't be better
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Than I remember it before
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and this month only, will be so lonely
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and not so homey anymore
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New Years Eve came, but nothing had changed
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all the problems just got worse
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we sat in silence
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the routine science could heal the sickness we rehearse
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and if I'm talking, my words are mocking
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the deaf ears they have fallen on
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these words are tainted, the years have jaded
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in a sense that's all but gone
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Forget December, it won't be better
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than I remember it before
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and this month only, will be so lonely
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and not so homey anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore
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Forget December, it won't be better
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than I remember it before
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this month only will be so lonely
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and not so homey anymore
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Forget December it won't bet better
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than I rememebr it before
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a silent night won't feel quite right
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It's not so silent anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore
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On Christmas morning, outside was pouring
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all was hopeless in this home
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Forget December
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Something Corporate |