We don't get snow on Christmas morning
And if we do, it never stays
The glimmering nights and echoes of life
Make up for the magical landscape of grey
And you have seen my picture painted
All of it based on impressionist lies
Well, you may call me an optimist
A zealous cardiologist on the wrong end of the knife
But the silent night
It holds me tight
What if I showed up Christmas morning
Oh, with a blanket dressed in grey
What if I showed up with no warning
Would you want me to, want me to stay?
What if I showed up Christmas morning
With all the love I've never dealt?
I'd rather chase after an end in disaster
Than to risk never knowing how it felt
'Cause you hold a spark in my tide
When I can't keep it alight
There's too many reasons to try
To keep this tradition alive
And though you have marked me with a vision
One that comes to me in my sleepless nights
Oh, well, I know and I'm positive
Isn't it obvious that I want you to be mine?
'Cause this silent night
It holds me tight
It holds me tight
What if I showed up Christmas morning
Oh, with a blanket dressed in grey
What if I showed up with no warning
Would you want me to, want me to stay?
What if I showed up Christmas morning
With all the love I've never dealt?
I'd rather chase after an end in disaster
Than to risk never knowing how it felt
How it felt
And tell me you want it all
Oh, tell me you need it all
Oh, tell me you love me
Enough with these walls
What if I lose it all?
What if I lose you all?
I already love you
I've already fallen
What if I showed up Christmas morning
Oh, with a blanket dressed in grey
What if I showed up with no warning
Would you want me to, want me to stay?