Michael Peterson (Janesville, Wisconsin)
Alone At Christmas, It's Alright
The mood is right, lights are dim
The radio is on, Christmas carol playing away
Holiday spirit in the air
Why don't it feel right?
Do I enjoy the loneliness?
Just sitting all alone, peace at hand
No screaming children, no arguments, no drama
Just alone in the dark, just me and the dogs
A bottle of Jack, someone gave me one.
A glass near by, it's calling my name
Was it the rough year, the stupid games people play
Is it worth the drink, smells so good
Money, disappointments, lies, games wish they stop
The bottle moving so close, glass just chillin
The drink would be good, the pain will ease
Time to think, time to change, to move away
Never worry bout the things are round, think of me.
Peace and quiet feels so good, Christmas is good to me.
This year's day woke me up, I can be my own, live alone
Travel, start a new chapter, close the old
Jack is calling, take a sip, It's OK just a little
Make the pain go away, look to the future, ease it
One drink won't hurt, no one would know
Christmas is OK alone, I can beat this pain
Pour the bottle in the drain, couldn't do it
A guardian Angel lead me to the light
Wake up and live your life, wake up
See the tears in my eyes and the shame I am
This Christmas all I want, is me
So new beginning, Merrier Christmas
I love you all, But I need to love myself too.
Yes, Alone at Christmas is alright.
Merry Christmas and to new beginnings
I am alright and alive
Bring the spirit back, I am packed
It's a joyful time, I am enjoying it all
Christmas has saved my soul, it did take a toll
Cheers for the holiday season
Thank You All! !
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