Besedila: Bleed The Dream. No Smiles On Christmas.

I can?t remember smiles on Christmas day
And even if I smile it wasn?t real anyway
What I do recall is laying in the snow
And wishing I didn?t have to go home
I know this isn?t what you want to hear
But I?m not looking forward to Christmas this year

So I sleep on it, and dream on it
And hope to find the reason on this day
That I can breakaway
And start over, but I?m not so sure
That this one will be different than the last
And I can leave all of those winters in the past

I can always tell it?s coming by the way
The silence winds are growing colder everyday
And I could hear the freezing hands of time
Slowing down as people pass me by
And I know this want to hear
But I?m not looking forward to Christmas this year

So I sleep on it, and dream on it
And hope to find the reason on this day
That I can breakaway
And start over, but I?m not so sure
That this one will be different than the last
And I can leave all of those winters in the past

So I sleep on it, and dream on it
And hope to find the reason on this day
That I can breakaway
And start over, but I?m not so sure
That this one will be different than the last
And I can leave all of those winters in the past