And I will wait, I will wait for you 'Cause I will wait, I will wait for you Well, I came home like a stone And I fell heavy into your arms These days of dust which we've known Will blow away with this new sun But I'll kneel down wait for now And I'll

May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white I'm dreaming of a white Christmas Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow With every Christmas card I write

You know that sanity is not as it was meant to be And now that misery has taken a new stand Life is a misery, don't know how it's come to be Death, the epitome of all of our days In the past we had no choice to hear or to be the voice Close your eyes and

This impossible year There's no sunshine There's no good times There's no you and me Only black days and sky grey And clouds full of fear And storms full of sorrow That won't disappear Just typhoons and monsoons

We're sendin' out a major love And this is our message to you (message to you) The planets are linin' up We're bringin' brighter days They're all in line waitin' for you You're just another part of me Can't you see? Another part of me We're takin' over

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas With every Christmas card I write "May your days be merry and bright And may all your Christmases be white Just like the ones I used to know Where the treetops glisten and children listen To hear sleigh bells in the snow

My grandma was a wise old soul Took me by the hand not long ago Said, "Son, what's your hurry, boy slow it down Taste the wild honey, listen to the sound Of the wind that's blowin' through the trees Rivers flowin' to the sea Yeah they're all headin' home

"One of these days you're gonna love me You'll sit down by yourself and think And what good friends we might've been And then you're gonna sigh a little Maybe even cry a little but One of these days you're gonna love me" Used to chase that boy home from

Expectations Prom Queen, Miss America In the backseat in a pair of cuffs Never be Miss America Baby, innocence one day gonna be decadence Sixteen, little runaway From the Five-O and you got away

Some people laugh in the dark, Some people cry alone. Some people talk without sayin' a thing, And everything turns out gloomy. Some people count your money, Someone is countin' your days. And somebody got to keep track of your mind. When everything