?Help me out?, said the minnow to the trout ?I was lost and found myself swimming in your mouth Oh, help me, chief, I've got plans for you and me I swear
It's one hundred and nine degrees In this crowded room, no room to breathe With walls as cold as a gallery This is no place for me Such hard faces set
Running the race like a mouse in a cage Getting nowhere but I?m trying Forging ahead but I?m stuck in the bed That I made so I?m lying But if you keep
The smoke of memories in my eyes The room is sleeting kind It comes in winter white In holiday disguise To sabotage my mind Dismiss the urge to reminisce
If we were children I would bake you a mud pie Warm and brown beneath the sun Never learned to climb a tree but I would try Just to show you what I'd
Sleigh bells ring Are you listening? In the lane, snow is glistening A beautiful sight We're happy tonight Walking in a winter wonderland Gone away is
Quick kid quips, so harsh and cynical Touches stricken cold and clinical What a transformation to behold But I don't like this new, I want the old It
One, two, three Counting out the signs we see The tall buildings Fading in the distance Only dots on a map Four, five, six The two of us, a perfect fit
wake up in the morning Without you on my mind So you're gone and I'm haunted And I bet you are just fine Did I make it that easy to walk Right in and
You're a million miles away this Christmas You're a million miles away from home But if you feel like coming back, coming back, let me know I haven't
We are not frightened anymore We stood up, we stood up And there are two of us, there will be more They'll show up, they'll show up, they'll show up
It must be written that the moon Elbowed the stars and said Let's do our best to make it hard for them Your house turned into paper cranes We watched
I'll have a blue Christmas without you I'll be so blue thinking about you Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree Won't be the same dear, if you'
There's snow on your collar, boy There's snow on the bench There's snow on the sleeping grave And the crooked fence And if you've been crying With my
Come on, come out, the weather is warm Come on, come out, said come on, come on A spot in the shade where oranges fall The spot in the shade away from
You came with the season as the first swallow sang A brown headed stranger with a five letter name We planted our kisses where the wild berries grow My
You are a thunderous thing, wondrous king The face of rival-less gods, deep in your thoughts Come here, oh, closer to touch, never enough Let me climb