Only You in My Arms

The malls are loud, the streets are gold. Everybody's buying what

they're told. Shiny things and perfect bows, but none of it is what

I chose. Receipts and ribbons, crowded lines. Promises and plastic shine.

I don't need another something new. I only want the truth in

you. No jewelry on my skin tonight. No perfume, no stage delight.

Let the world chase what it calls enough. I'm done pretending that's my luck.

Keeping the glitter, keeping the glow. Keeping the fancy dinner and the show.

No sweets, no gold, no need to hold. Nothing matters in