The Last Christmas
Tomorrow is just another word
That I don't use much anymore
I keep looking back at yesterday
To the way it was before
The way things were before you died
When Christmas still had joy
Now Christmas trees and Santa Claus
Are too painful to enjoy
Christmas eve still passes by
The presents, all put away
This night is filled with tearful dreams
And the dread of Christmas day
Our fireplace holds no stockings now
Like it did when we first met
The gift you gave me, under the tree
I just can't open it yet
The thing I miss the most this day
I've missed for quite a while
It's the way your face would wake the sun
With your Christmas morning smile
Another Christmas has come and gone
Without you by my side
And though I cherish the birth of Christ
It's also the day you died
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