You're not alone not alone as you feel

She gets so depressed around Christmas late December

Is the time to remember all the people who've left her 

She's more in tune with Halloween 

Do you know what I mean cuz all the ghosts

They're all fake and the ghosts of Christmas too real 

to take Christmas dinner we say grace 

we hold our hands and we stare at our plates 

What's the secret to forget 

How do we start to accept?