Mud

Each time I remember

The day you went away

And how I would listen

to the things you had to say

I just break down

As I look around -

And the only things I see

Are loneliness and emptiness

And an unlit Christmas tree.

Try and imagine

A house that's not a home.

Try to imagine

A Christmas all alone.

That's where I'll be

Since you left me.

My tears will melt the snow.

What can I do

Without you, I got no place to go.