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Seems like only yesterday
We put our Christmas things away
Now here's another Christmas day with you
When you're in love, how time does fly
Imagine a boy
Kneeling by the window
Lookin' out across the driveway at the rain
Will it always rain

I remember the bells
Comin' from
It's a Giant creature with a tail
Here I'll draw Piglet in for scale
His hide is like a shaggy rug
His face a surely ugly mug
With two sharp
a snowman on Christmas
Let the winter begin

We'll be walking together
'Cross the ice on the like
If it can't last forever
Give me only one day
If it
Seems like only yesterday
We put our Christmas things away
Now here's another Christmas day with you

When you're in love, how time does fly
And this
Over head
You hang a twig of merry mistletoe and
Ol' Saint Nicholas gay are we
Catching kisses by the yuletide tree

How does it feel to be such
Oh, my goodness
What have I done (oh no)
I can't believe it
It's like I've got the whole world
In my palm
And I'm ready to drop bombs

Welcome
joke about it now

I still avoid the park at Christopher
Never want to feel the way we were
Unless I'm in a hurry for that train
And that's the only
an avalanche
And the boys are off to see
The elephant

How does it feel
To roam this land like Hart and Twain did?
How, how does it feel?
A thousand miles
Mountains in Kauai
Make me feel so lowly
Cower at their power
Vertical I like
Dizzy under buildings
Bending like their willing
Is it what I’m
You're black, you're white
They question if you're real
We treat you like we treat ourselves
I wonder how you feel
To see your children fight in spite
God for rainy days like these

Just when the time has come to retire
Baby starts cryin' so we dance by the fire
Always does the trick you better believe
heard those words before
Are you sure it was nothing
Cause it made me feel like dying inside
And I was insecure, but it's pure
Didn't notice until I was
And it looks like Halloween is still here on Christmas Eve

Surrender - will you marry me?
Ever after - what does it mean?

I don't feel like being
you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it
Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past
Chillin’, sippin' Sinatra
paint
Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it
Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past
Chilling sipping
home
Uh, I feel like Dorothy so I tries it
Kicks my heels but my Jordans wouldn't 'ize it

So back to reality
Back to Philly, get back to my family
Living day by day
If you ever feel you don't want me
I'll be out there somewhere far away

How much does it matter
Battles won or lost
When you add up all
Sometimes I feel just like Jesus Christ
Nailed to the cross, betrayed and crucified
A crown of thorns cutting into my skin
A palace and a throne
been striking out all day and it makes me feel this way

Digital display, like I can't get no
Digital display, when the going gets tough
Digital display,
alone,
I just don't know, feels like I been down this road before,
So lonely and cold, It's like something takes over me,
Soon as I go home and close
another little hell town story 
Another case of rich man poor me 
You don't have to end it for me 
It's gonna end all by itself 

Can you feel the heat
been striking out all day and it makes me feel this way

Digital display, like I can't get no
Digital display, when the going gets tough
Digital display,
of jokes
And the odd lines of a song she cannot place

And it all makes up an image
That resists interpretation
Which is lately how she likes to see
on falling, 
And when you blow your nose, it still gets blocked up and runs, 
And though you feel like shit, he says you look beautiful, 
And he swears by