The Untitled Christmas Song

written on Runaway Lane, Great Falls, VA
Appears on the album "It's All True"
©1989 Joe Matzzie
©p2000 There's Been A Publishing, ASCAP

Sleigh bells ring, off, into the distant night.
It gets so cold underneath the stars so bright.
Stars so bright, they shine like my Christmas tree.
They seem to say, this isn't where I should be,
But I know, there's nothing I can do.

Daydreaming; really just a waste of time.
How I wish I could get you off my mind.
Off my mind and into reality,
But, more and more, it becomes clear to me
That, right now, there's nothing I can do.