Lyrics:
It's almost December, it's nearly a yearSince we took down our little treePacked all the baubles and tinsel awayAnd left it out on the streetIt's almost December, it's nearly a yearSince you just left me suddenlyPacked up a suitcase while I was asleepAnd quietly crept out on me(I still find...)Blue spruce needles under the couch when I clean(It reminds...)Me that people fall out of love as easily as in(I still find...)Blue spruce needles whenever I sweep out my heartIf Christmas is about being togetherThen how can it be Christmas if we are apart?It's almost December, it's nearly a yearSince we took down our little treeI wish I didn't still think about itBut I don't forget easily(I still find...)Blue spruce needles under the couch when I clean(It reminds...)Me that people fall out of love as easily as in(I still find...)Blue spruce needles whenever I sweep out my heartIf Christmas is about being togetherThen how can it be Christmas if we are apart?Oh, if Christmas is about being togetherThen how can it be Christmas if we are apart?[Instrument break](I still find...)Blue spruce needles under the couch when I clean(It reminds...)Me that people fall out of love as easily as in(I still find...)Blue spruce needles whenever I sweep out my heartIf Christmas is about being togetherThen how can it be Christmas if we are apart?