This Holiday Songtext
von Number One Gun

It′s a lonely holiday
And I'm only thinking of you
It′s the simple things that make
An affliction earning all of you
Into fear
You tell me how you feel
The only thing that makes a part of this
Is you now, you now
It's so cold this holiday
And I'm only thinking of you
But you give your heart away
And tell yourself it′s okay
Hold on, hold on
Into fear
You tell me how you feel
The only thing that makes a part of this
Is you now, you now


Indicate
The trouble that you′ve had
Will never bring you back again the same
Here now, here now
Oh how lovely would it be to make a trade
For eternal life
Oh how I walk into fear
I could be this way again
But I can't forget
Into fear
You tell me how you feel
The only thing that makes a part of this
Is you now, you now
Indicate
The trouble that you′ve had
Will never bring you back again the same
Here now, here now