Love at Christmas

<<It's late December, your name on my phone. The sky is getting darker,

and I'm heading back home. The radio's all carols, but I can't

feel a thing. You say you're in town, and my heart starts to sing.

I tell myself, "Don't go there now." But the car turns like it

knows how. Love at Christmas pulls me back to you. Like it used

to, losing those winter blues, 'cause it's still you.

Love at Christmas. I thought I moved on, but I keep your old coat

hanging by the door like a Christmas ghost. I wrap up