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christmas song

by india southgate.

 
the cold has fallen
and the wind calls you
a frozen stranger
with nowhere to go
see my warm lights
can i lure you in
with a glass of wine?
do you feel drawn to the night?

take your shoes off by the door
o, i can't wait to call you home...

but on that cold december evening 
i hardly heard you leaving
just left your footsteps on the ground 

where is there to go 
in the morning light?
did your very calling awake
at the break of day?
no note left behind
i doubt you had the time
do you belong to the night?

take your shoes from by my door...

but on that cold december evening 
i hardly heard you leaving
just left your footsteps on the ground 








[unpublished]

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