I used to call December
My favorite time of the year
Trees dressed in bows
And the lights hung in rows
Said soon, Christmas day would be here
Now I stand alone at my window
Watching the crowds rushing by
Christmas to me
Is a sad memory
As gray as that cold winter sky
I used to love to see the red and green of Christmas
In snowy white the world was like a fairytale
But the colors of December have all run a way with you
Now nothing looks the same to me
Since Christmas turned blue
Why is it I remember
Just how you looked, how you smiled
Why can't I see
How the world used to be
When I had a the eyes of a child
Where is the magic and wonder
Christmastime had yesterday?
Can you begin to believe it again?
And can broken hearts learn the way?
I used to love to see the red and green of Christmas
In snowy white the world was like a fairytale
But the colors of December have all run a way with you
Now nothing looks the same to me
Since Christmas turned blue
