I went to visit your grave on Christmas eve.
I went to visit your grave on christmas eve
this is the place where I just had to grieve
my heart aches to bring you home
on our way home together we can roam
across the heath and share christmas yet once again
just as we always did, before the separation and the pain
the lights of santa beaming out across the road
oh how I wish he could take away my heavy load
my first christmas without you here
I will always hold you close in my heart my dear
crisp brown leaves covering the earth above you
you know my heart will always be true
I look up to the heavens in the starlit sky
oh why did you have to die?
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