Last Christmas

Snow falls fast outside on the garden
Time didn't carve us a space over leaving
Leaving this roof that's a beautiful proof
Of a life well lived

There was my seat where I sat as a child
Cool counter tops drenched in sun there agreed my
Head falls down and I'm looking at the ground
Where my feet grew

The lights went up where our pictures used to hang
The tree stands in for the couch
There's big brown boxes next to boxes wrapped in paper
Of our last Christmas in our house

And while these strange places keep us from the cold
Your whole face will be my home

Here was my stage where I danced as a child
Here I collapsed late at night and cried into you
Here's where we swore that we are doing this for
Something brighter

So let's fill the world with our comings and goings
Sing everywhere as we lengthen our heart strings
Then pull them taut so the farther we go off
They get tighter, tighter

And I see you every time that I see a child's face
And you every time that I see a splash of paint
And you every time I hear the humming of a bass
Every time, every time, every time I go home
I go home, I go home, I go home

The lights went up where our pictures used to hang
The tree stands in for the couch
There's big brown boxes next to boxes wrapped in paper
Of our last Christmas in our house