quinta-feira, março 22, 2007

All I Ever Get For Christmas Is Blue

strings of lights above the bed
conders down in a glass of red
all i ever get for christmas is blue
saxophone on the radio
recorded forthy years ago
all i ever get for christmas is blue
i’ll be drinking down your kisses
deep into the night we’ll go stilling
under nit the star-selling, reviling
with our minds said “it’s miserable”
but the snow is so beautiful
all i ever get for christmas is blue
it would take a miracle
to get me out to a shopping mole
all i real want for christmas is you
when you play my song
play and show me
play it like a side of a lover raid
baby, you can solve the mystery
grab me in your arms and whisper
you miss me
bright lights on the christmas tree
thank god you are here with me
all i ever get for christmas is blue