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I cried when I wrote this, Ill always
The kind of lonely is alone in December
The act of forgiveness is a mystery
The meltin of ice and the future of history,

Some it obsession, I call it commitment
I make my confession, I make it in
I hope its helpful, that others can use it
its more than my ego, my need to abuse it

Im wrappin up my love Christmas
Im up my love this Christmas
Im wrappin up my love this
And it is

The on the oak tree hold on through the winter
Theyre brown and theyre and they clatter together
I cant seem to let go, Im so scared of
The deeper the goes, the deeper the bruisin, yeah

The trouble talkin is it makes you sound clever
And the with waitin is youll just wait forever
Theres a loop of excuses that in your mind
And makes the truth even to find

Im wrappin up my love this
Im wrappin up my love Christmas
Im wrappin up my love this
And it is

When they blow Gabriels horn, rip fiction fact
I wanna get in some radical act
Of love and redemption, the sound of warm
Some true conversation with a friend or my lover,

Somewhere down the road well up our glass
And toast the and the moments past
The heartbreak and laughter, the joy and the
The scary, scary beauty of right here

Im wrappin up my this Christmas
Im up my love this Christmas, yes
Im up my love this Christmas
And it is

Oh, it is
Oh, oh, oh, it is, yeah
Oh, oh, it is
it is