Come Christmas - Rodney Crowell

Christmas makes me stop and wonder where you are

Just like every other day I’ve seen so far

To make-believe this Christmas Eve

That you’ll come home

No more to roam

Is madness I can’t let myself go near

'Tis the season now that always gives me pause

And not because I don’t believe in Santa Claus

Ornaments and stockings hung without much care

If you’re out there

It’s just a way to end another year

Come Christmas day

Hope you’re okay

Come Christmas night

Hope you’re alright

Not knowing is the hardest part of all

To deck these halls with holly bows and mistletoe

Seems so much in denial of the truth we know

You’ve hurt yourself in ways that can’t be understood

It can’t feel good

Pray tell, explain why this might bring good cheer

Can I just say I wish that you were here?

Come Christmas day

Hope you’re okay

Come Christmas night

Hope you’re alright

Not knowing is the hardest part of all