The Most Beautiful Thing

i fell for distance from the life i was given.
my heart sleeps between two sheets,
far away from me.

we'll live in all of the trees
we cut down in memory of our youth

and i'll miss it,
and wish that time
didn't mean i'd lose you.

i've lost you.

so, christmas will be cold without you.

i'll find my my own way
to get through this holiday

because you'll find me in other ways;
in someone else with another name.

christmas will be cold without you.

themostbeautifulthing