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I cried I wrote this, Ill always remember
The worst kind of lonely is in December
The act of forgiveness is always a
The meltin of ice and the of history, yeah

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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