• Walking down cold streets,
    The snow it parting at my feet.
    Holidays always make me blue,
    All the lovers, walking two by two.

    I have someone but shes not near,
    My reason is clear, for having holiday blues this year.
    Passing the mall, seeing them all,
    I stumble on ice and soon i fall.

    Hope is lost, in the snowy gloom
    Next year willbe the same way to.