Woke up on the wrong side of the bed, the wrong side of the room, the wrong side of the world. Can't put my finger on the mood. It's not melancholy
go on and ask me anything what do you need to know I'm not holding on to anything I'm not willing to let go of to be free, to be free I've got to ask
I've got layers of lies that I don't even know about yet bathroom doors turned billboards no place left untouched without the mumblin tell me what I need
Well it came & caught us off our guard We were just laughin' Feelin' alright Had such a great time just last night We walked into a minefield undetected
Thirty years ago I was a little girl Riding in the back seat of the car. A woman sang 'You don't bring me flowers anymore.' I felt the sadness in my little
so much hurt and preservation like a tendril round my soul so much painful information no clear way on how to hold it when everything in me is tightening
Angels we have on heard high Sweetly singing ore the plains And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains Gloria, Gloria, Gloria in Excelsis
Go, tell it on the mountain Over the hills and everywhere Go, tell it on the mountain That Jesus Christ is born Go, tell it on the mountain Over the
it took me by surprise this old house and these old feelings walked round and looked inside familiar walls and halls and ceilings where I'd dream and
In your heart you know it's true Though you hold no expectation In the deepest part of you There's an open hesitation But it's true, kingdoms and crowns
It came upon the midnight clear That glorious song of old From angels bending near the earth To touch their harps of gold Peace on the earth, goodwill
Peace, peace, it's hard to find Trouble comes like wrecking ball To your peace of mind And all that worry you can't leave behind you All your hopes and
Silent night, holy night All is calm, all is bright Round your Virgin Mother and Child Holy Infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in
Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light From now on our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make
Star of wonder, Star of light Star of royal beauty bright, ooh Guide us, oh, guide us Won't You guide us?
O, holy night, the stars are brightly shining It is the night of our dear Savior's birth Long lay the world in sin and error pining Till He appeared and
Sing sweet and low a lullaby till angels say Amen A mother tonight is rocking a cradle in Bethlehem While wise men follow through the dark, a star that
We come in from our travels Lay our gifts beneath the tree My mother's in the kitchen The parade is on TV My father's with his father They're setting