Beauty and sadness are the only guests
That will sit at my Christmas table this year
The limbs of naked trees are silhouetted
Against the winter wild skies
Anonymous ships can be seen
On the powder pink horizons
These are my only friends
Beauty and sadness are the only guests
That will sit at my Christmas table this year
The limbs of naked trees are silhouetted
Against the winter wild skies
Anonymous ships can be seen
On the powder pink horizons
These are my only friends