Pour Two Glasses

You were so down yesterday.

You were never one for winter, relentlessly gray.

So pour two glasses

And leave the light in the driveway on.

I need to feel your trembling lips on my neck.

I'll never leave you alone again

To stare this dreadful world

In its cold dark eyes again.

Life can be such a ruse.

I'm not coming home for Christmas,

I'm coming home for you.

Stack your troubles on my shoulders

And take a deep breath. Don't choke on your freedom.

Those cold lonely mornings

They aren't yours anymore.

I think I can already see the fire in your eyes.

I'll never leave you alone again

To stare this dreadful world

In its cold dark eyes again.

Life can be such a ruse.

I'm not coming home for Christmas,

I'm coming home for you.

Coming home for you.

I'm coming home for you.