I hear silent whispers outside,
walking these street,christmas time is hear.
lovers on the side walk,with laughter in
their eyes,running from the cold.
Looking back i see those early years ,
through summer and autumn leaves
take my hand don't let go
promised each other our love would grow
i hear you crying through the night all alone
.listen what can i hear
the snow starts to fall,some how i hear you calling me
looking around Christmas cheer is here.
but deep inside my heart aches,and my eyes shed a tear.
so this Christmas,I'm on my own
(c) Bruce martin2016
