Christmas Morning

The girl at the grocery shes pretty and seems nice
But she looks right through me with eyes cold as ice
She never answers when I ask her name
She only says I should have a great day
But hey what could she mean by that
Perhaps Im the fool she takes me for
Not anything more
I guess its the season the time of the year
When people theyre happy and full of good cheer
Well theyll wish you and kiss you and wish you again
And theyll tell you its peace and good will to all men
But hey what could they mean by that
Perhaps Im the fool they take me for
Not anything more
We stood at the altar and you held my hand
And everyone watched as the preacher he asked
Will you take him and love him for bad and for good
You looked at me then you told him you would
But hey what did you mean by that
Perhaps Im the fool you take me for
Not anything more
Now each christmas morning I sit in my chair
And I look up at the angels that float through the air
Some look down upon me, some come to my side
And they tell me that jesus he said to say hi