Old winter is around the bend
Not long before the year does end
The weather seems much colder now
Sure it will be alright somehow
We’ll bundle up and drink some cheer
And beg of God a great new year !
WITH MARSHMALLOWS TOO !
Old winter is around the bend
Not long before the year does end
The weather seems much colder now
Sure it will be alright somehow
We’ll bundle up and drink some cheer
And beg of God a great new year !
WITH MARSHMALLOWS TOO !
Oh Santa Claus, dear Santa Claus
This is the wrong time of the year
However, I need ask because
Too soon the holidays are here.
We get so very bothered now
Just trying to keep up with life
It’s slipt away, I don’t know how
Between our courage and our strife.
I’d like to think that you and I
Perhaps could share the central theme
While knowing one day all shall die
Each needs accept both scheme and dream !
For all of the joy that the holidays bring
There is this bit reminding us of one thing
That through all the pleasures each season may bear
Sometimes there’s a reason that we daren’t share.
The heart’s just a muscle that rises and falls
Yet treasures the moment and often recalls
Those times that were real, much before used to be
When some had to leave for a new destiny
Wherever they’ve gone, we have bid them adieu
As we must carry on, the remaining few !
Oh how I wish that I could be
The Christmas star upon your tree
I’d cover me with sparkle dust
And shimmer in a style august !
I’d shine and twinkle through the night
And glimmer in the early light
I’d hear the wishes that you made
Before it was to bed you’d laid
I’d gift to you a world so sweet
Filled with pure joy and hope complete !
The candles in the window, the frost clings to each bough
The holly climbs the lamppost, the weather’s colder now
Tis time for sweaters, muffs and gloves and season’s merry glee
Yet with each falling snowflake my thoughts drift back to thee.
I hear the Christmas carol they sang that Christmas Day
And all of this it happened to someone far away.
This season brings to many a hope of untold joy
To me it means a memory time refuses to destroy.
I saw you first that Christmas Day and knew it had to be
That I should fall in love with you and you in love with me.
Fate seemed to speak to both of us the selfsame words we heard
I saw the laughter in your eyes my heart held every word.
Though slow to speak as then you were, I waited one long year
My hopes began to crumble as that Christmas time drew near.
This time you did not fail me, my dream at last came true
You loved me my beloved as much as I loved you.
The joy we knew that Christmas will never come again
In vanished in the springtime in the mist and foggy rain.
And so again each Christmas when the snowflakes gently fall
It’s the time of sweet remember not the parting I recall
And I say to you my darling, wherever you may be
That you think of me at Christmas if you ever think of me.
I should hope that you remember not the springtime and its rain
But the love and tender kindness not the sadness and the pain
Not the years of endless waiting and the promises untold
But the laughter and the happiness that remembering doth hold.