Don't ask me about Christmas
Or where I’m gonna be
No, I haven't done my shopping
No, I haven't got a tree
Oh, all this red and green
It doesn’t quite mean the same anymore
As it did once before
What if fairy tales just make us sad now?
Is a mark on the day
Really the best way to look and to know we are glad now?
So don't ask me about Christmas
I'm not gonna tell you
It seems I'm not alone here
I've seen many rolling eyes
It's cold and it's so dark now
It feels good to share our sighs
Oh, all this red and green
It just doesn't quite mean the same anymore
As it did once before
What if fairy tales just make us sad now?
I promise I’ll try
But I’ll probably cry
All the good Christmases have been had now
So don't ask me about Christmas
I’m not gonna tell you
But I do
And you too feel different
And maybe it wouldn't be so bad
To sit by the fire and be mad together
Don't ask me about Christmas
I know you never do
'Cause I will find my spirit
In waking up with you
Oh, ’cause all this red and green
It doesn't quite mean the same anymore
As it did once before
Like all things tend to do over time
But there's a beauty in sharing
In knowing and caring
And maybe that's all it is