This Holiday - Brooke Annibale

The holidays are here again

The ground is covered all in white

If you were only here again

I’d tell you how I felt that night

When I realized that I was not alone

This holiday we won’t be on our own

When I realized that I was not alone

This holiday we won’t be on our own

The nights are getting cold again, thinking of you by the fireside

But I just won’t be warm again

Till I’m wrapped up in your arms so tight

And everything is red and green painting such a pretty scene

Beside you now, it’s holiday time

When I realized that I was not alone

This holiday we won’t be on our own

When I realized that I was not alone

This holiday we won’t be on our own

Take my hand as I rest my head on your shoulder

Take my hand as the winter winds are growing colder

Take my hand as I rest my head on your shoulder

Take my hand as the winter winds are growing colder

When I realized that I was not alone

This holiday we won’t be on our own

When I realized that I was not alone

This holiday we won’t be on our own