Every time a year it comes

Perhaps the cold of dusk, or the warm of day

But tomorrow feels good, good to be free

Snow lay on cold Earth, the hill is quiet now

But what did you leave me alone?

Now the room is empty

The cold fills me, like a creeping cancer

But we are all at peace, is that enough?

One second, one minute, one day?

There was suppose to be time, time for you and me

Now the emptiness that I feel is you

Tonight the stars are out

I like to think that you are watching me

I light a candle for you tonight, on Christmas Eve

And tomorrow, a day will start a new

But I will never forget you.