I have no card and I have no gift
I have no song or poem to read
If you were here you'll have a kiss
A few more when we're wrapped between the sheets
I have no hello and I have no Hi
They cost me a dime when I pick up the line
I love to sleep and force a dream
The type that features you hand in hand with me
I love Christmas Eve not sure why
It must be because the Christmas is nigh