67: CHRISTMAS EVE

                   

Stolen away, disappeared on Christmas Eve

Never could say, the words he needs him to believe. (Chorus)

The Christmas tree is quite dead.

All those dry needles it shed.

Could light the fire in his eyes.

The presents still are all there.

Not going to go anywhere.

There was no time for goodbyes.

Broken advice, telling ears, the way it goes

Rollin’ the dice, the worst fears, are what he knows. (Chorus)

There is no money for bail.

After he ends up in jail,

For telling his son goodnight.

He can remember the day.

She took his son far away.

And he grew up out of sight.

Stolen away, disappeared on Christmas Eve

Never could say, the words he needs him to believe. (Chorus)

He thinks of what he would say.

If there was ever a day,

When he could see him again.

He might admit he was wrong.

Or he could play him this song,

And wonder where to begin.

Broken advice, telling ears, the way it goes

Rollin’ the dice, the worst fears, are what he knows. (Chorus)

He’s got to leave it alone.

Because he couldn’t have known,

Just where their sympathy lies.

He’s got to leave it to fate.

Because it’s never too late,

To help the moonlight survive.

Stolen away, disappeared on Christmas Eve

Never could say, the words he needs him to believe. (Chorus)

(Bridge) – Stolen away/On Christmas Eve/Stolen away (Chorus, End)

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