Christmas is Quiet

Christmas Is Quiet

Christmas is quiet in the hall where I live
Not much commotion, the lights barely give
Rooms here are chilly, the turkey looks sick
I freeze by the heater they promised to fix

The children who laugh, laugh a little at best
An adulterous man chose this room to confess
Christmas is crying with a family's tears
The tree is their cross, his presents our fear

-Chorus-
I want this man for love
I want this man for hate
I want this man for something I underestimate

Christmas is quiet in the room where she lies
Not much devotion in her lover's eyes
She stairs at the ceiling in a state of despair
Grasping the straw she hopes will repair

He forgot a lot about give, knew a lot about take
'Cause if it's not, it's hard for me to ask the reason why
Christmas is crying with a family's tears
Why always Christmas to break all those ties?

I want this man for love
I want this man for hate
I want this man for something I underestimate

Christmas is quiet as he sits there alone
Children abroad so he waits by the phone
Christmas is crying as he stumbles in vain
To fight the Wild Turkey and banish the pain

I want this man for love
I want this man for hate
I want this man for something I underestimate

I want this man for love
I want this man for hate
I want this man for something I underestimate

Words & Music by
McCluskey, Roewe, Bernard