celebrating Christmas.
The eleventh day of Christmas
I look at the sad limp tree
And wonder should I take it out
now,- convenient for me
Lights off, branches droop
Reach to the floor now
decorations precariously hang
how do they stay there, how?
I look at the sad limp tree
And wonder should I take it out
now,- convenient for me
Lights off, branches droop
Reach to the floor now
decorations precariously hang
how do they stay there, how?
But then I start to look anew
And see the story behind
the love that it brought us
And so I change my mind
I'll leave it for a few more days
till the kings have come to call
I'll put the lights on later too
Giving cheer to one and all.
And see the story behind
the love that it brought us
And so I change my mind
I'll leave it for a few more days
till the kings have come to call
I'll put the lights on later too
Giving cheer to one and all.
