last year’s resolutions were broken on a grand scale
or is it the December cold that makes it all look bad?
my souvenir from paris is a heart that’s beating way to fast
to my humble knowledge of the human body
i will fight sleep till dawn to shed a little light
as I wake by the birds I find you sound asleep
an overdose of Christmas way too many lights to make me feel
there is one that shines just for me i am sympathetic to the view that one should always love
as if there were no expectations
i will fight sleep till dawn to shed a little light
when the birds wake me up I find you sound asleep
and i feel blessed:
a cheap hotel, cheap champagne and a yes