"Last Christmas, I gave you my heart,
but the very next day, you gave it away
this year, to save me from tears
I'll give it to someone special..." - Wham
It's almost been three hundred and sixty five days
since my heart was last swept away
nights and nights of bickering detests
days upon days of canny unrests
A love so beautiful
must have been sent from above
tender with all my heart
and best that I know how.
Waiting all my life
for the Perfect Thing,
and so He answered
for which last Christmas brings.
A Savior was born
to man on this December night
a start called David
shining, oh so bright!
Then.... there, you appeared
amist of all the cheers.
In áo dài you attend the evening mass
I've never had such feeling
in all of years past.
My heart was weak,
my eyes all joyed,
thoughts went by fast
but much of them employed,
since many were fantasized
with both in the picture
"So, is this it, Lord?
hope it'll be ever and ever."
But "ever" never implanted
as we set to part ways
Christmas....just around the corner
another three hundred and sixty five days.....
But now, my heart can't wait
for what is coming
in the next few days
anxiously tortured the patience
hopelessly anticipated in silence
So much! So much, I do want to say
so little time, so little time, it's fate
and when time comes
no one would be happier than I
for now, it's on stand-by
Of last Christmas saddened with loss
as love.....untrue to its meaning
this year, prayers gone answered
for all the joys to its bringing.
slh