Holiday is coming Soon
Icy sky turns blue But not my heart
Lonely night is dark But not my soul
The windchill is stinging
Though my spirit is singing
Your touch is what's missing
My lips are pretend-kissing
In a waking dream
So far downstream without a boat
But I feel so close when I think of you
Holiday is coming Soon
Lush trees lose their leaves
Lunatics lose their mind
I haven't lost you yet
You're away working & busy
Lusting for me less eloquently
Rougher around the edges
In your love letters
If the poetry is half-true
Holiday is coming Soon
If ice blocks your way
Blizzard takes you hostage
I will pay the postage
My heart sings to you
My love shines for you
My spirit is there with you
I will come get you
Holiday is coming Soon.
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