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Here It Is
I cried when I wrote this, I'll always remember
The worst kind of lonely is alone in December
The act of forgiveness is always a mystery
The meltin' of ice and the future of history, yeah
Some call it obsession, I call it commitment
I make my confession, I make it in public
I hope that it's helpful, that others can use it
That it's more than my ego, my need to abuse it
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
And here it is
The leaves on the oak tree hold on through the winter
They're brown and they're brittle and they clatter together
I can't seem to let go, I'm so scared of losin'
The deeper the love goes, the deeper the bruisin', yeah
The trouble with talkin' is it makes you sound clever
And the trouble with waitin' is you'll just wait forever
There's a loop of excuses that plays in your mind
And makes the truth even harder to find
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
And here it is
When they blow Gabriel's horn, rip fiction from fact
I wanna get caught in some radical act
Of love and redemption, the sound of warm laughter
Some true conversation with a friend or my lover, yeah
Somewhere down the road we'll lift up our glass
And toast the moment and the moments past
The heartbreak and laughter, the joy and the tears
The scary, scary beauty of what's right here
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas, yes
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
And here it is
Oh, here it is
Oh, oh, oh, here it is, yeah
Oh, oh, here it is
Here it is
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Here it is
Oh, oh, here it is
Oh, oh, oh, here it is, yeah
Oh, here it is
And here it is
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas, yes
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
The scary, scary beauty of what's right here
The heartbreak and laughter, the joy and the tears
And toast the moment and the moments past
Somewhere down the road we'll lift up our glass
Some true conversation with a friend or my lover, yeah
Of love and redemption, the sound of warm laughter
I wanna get caught in some radical act
When they blow Gabriel's horn, rip fiction from fact
And here it is
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
And makes the truth even harder to find
There's a loop of excuses that plays in your mind
And the trouble with waitin' is you'll just wait forever
The trouble with talkin' is it makes you sound clever
The deeper the love goes, the deeper the bruisin', yeah
I can't seem to let go, I'm so scared of losin'
They're brown and they're brittle and they clatter together
The leaves on the oak tree hold on through the winter
And here it is
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
I'm wrappin' up my love this Christmas
That it's more than my ego, my need to abuse it
I hope that it's helpful, that others can use it
I make my confession, I make it in public
Some call it obsession, I call it commitment
The meltin' of ice and the future of history, yeah
The act of forgiveness is always a mystery
The worst kind of lonely is alone in December
I cried when I wrote this, I'll always remember
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