At Christmas time
I compose a rhyme
Of winter weather
And us all together
Emptying the wine
As we talk of bygone times,
While the clock on the wall
Watches us all
Until sleep calls
Us one by one
And we are gone.
At Christmas time
I compose a rhyme
Of winter weather
And us all together
Emptying the wine
As we talk of bygone times,
While the clock on the wall
Watches us all
Until sleep calls
Us one by one
And we are gone.