That one christmas was a success
Although it was never the best
I lie with my sobbing eyes heartbreaking
Whilst she lays in agony, call waiting
Pain runs through the atmosphere
My life gets controlled by fear
Like a darkroom where negatives have developed
My heart of stone starts travelling to heaven
Let it rain let it pour
Wash my pain out the door
The senior narrator gets abandoned and bereft
And stares up at the sky wondering how much time is left