Mud

Try and imagine
A house that's not a home.
Try to imagine
A Christmas all alone.
That's where I'll be
Since you left me.
My tears will melt the snow.
What can I do
Without you, I got no place to go.

Each time I remember
The day you went away
And how I would listen
to the things you had to say
I just break down
As I look around -
And the only things I see
Are loneliness and emptiness
And an unlit Christmas tree.