The Finest Gifts (Bullette-Phillips) – download

Well I used to wait on Christmas
For a call or card from you
‘Cause tradition keeps a thing or two alive
Joyful and triumphant just to hear your voice
My finest gifts I’d bring to you

Is it just an obligation
Or a curiosity
That would make you say my name at Christmas time?
All the white and drifted snow can’t bury you
What makes me think this year could to?

I still wait for you on Christmas
Though I doubt I’ll hear from you
I live far from where we lived when we were two
If you really wanted to you’d find me out
Your finest gifts you’d bring to me

(all instruments Hangnail Phillips except percussion by Monika Bullette)
Copyright Monika Bullette & Hangnail Phillips, 2004