25th December - Everything But The Girl

And I see forests and it’s the 25th of December

And my old man plays the piano for Christmas

He plays the piano for Christmas

And we’re all there, all the aunties and uncles

And the angel’s on the top of the tree

Up there on the top of the tree

And I never, no I never ever realized

And I never, no I never ever realized

Have I enough time, have I just some time

To revisit, to go back, to return, to open my mouth again

And say something different this time

And I see bags of newspaper and a car in the carport

And you’re a grown-up and still unsure

And I’m thirty and I don’t know nothin' no more

And I never, no I never ever realized

And I never, no I never ever realized

And I’m sitting, sitting on the top of the stairs

And you’re crying out on the towpath by the river

With all the swans and all the people walking by

And all of a sudden I’m stuck with an urge to unlock a door

With a key that’s too big for my hands

And I drop it, and it falls at your feet

Come on, come on, it’s there at your feet

And I never, no I never ever realized

And I never, no I never ever realized