True love can change a river's course
or pierce the strongest vault with ease.
True love can turn coal into gold
or tame the tempest to a balmy breeze.
I am not looking forward to Christmas,
but I know it's something I have to live through.
I hope there is Christmas in heaven,
because it is not the same here without you.
I've sat and cried over you way too much,
just wishing one more time I could feel your touch,
but you don't care, and neither should I,
so I'm going to move on, or at least I'm going to try.