Well it's Christmas again And my heart beats alone I know I'm supposed to be Happy and carefree But this house don't feel like a home The nail still rests in the beam No fresh flowers, mistletoe, or wreath Silver bells and colored lights Won't be found here tonight No stockings hung, no scent of evergreen While the world fills up with great expectation I do my best to keep the gloom at bay There's no joyful cheer Crying Christmas tears Alone, on Christmas Day Alone, on Christmas Day