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Here It Is

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  • 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 melting of ice
    And the future of history
    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
    And 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 their brittle
    They clatter together
    I can’t seem to let go
    I’m so scared of losing
    The deeper the love goes
    The deeper the bruising
    The trouble with talking
    Is it makes you sound clever
    The trouble with waiting
    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 want to get caught
    In some radical act
    Of love and redemption
    The sound of warm laughter
    Some true conversation
    With a friend or my lover
    Somewhere down the road
    We’ll lift up our glass
    And toast the moment
    And moments past
    The heartbreak and laughter
    The joy and the tears
    The scary beauty
    Of what’s right here
    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
  • 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 melting of ice
    And the future of history
    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
    And 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 their brittle
    They clatter together
    I can’t seem to let go
    I’m so scared of losing
    The deeper the love goes
    The deeper the bruising
    The trouble with talking
    Is it makes you sound clever
    The trouble with waiting
    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 want to get caught
    In some radical act
    Of love and redemption
    The sound of warm laughter
    Some true conversation
    With a friend or my lover
    Somewhere down the road
    We’ll lift up our glass
    And toast the moment
    And moments past
    The heartbreak and laughter
    The joy and the tears
    The scary beauty
    Of what’s right here
    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