Alone I sit by a cold Christmas tree
No children, no family to look up and see
They went away like all of my peace
Stolen like warmth as summer leaves me

Afraid of where I seem to be
Beneath the weeping willows leaves
Now I lie alone and weep
Beneath a sad, lonely tree

Mostly I cry myself off to sleep
I sing sad songs with that weeping willow tree
Singing sad songs with whispering leaves
The Willow weeps while I sit here and sing

It sings while I hold on to my sanity
Something I lost deep in the sea
Where God forsake any promise to keep
A place where no one will ever find me
Because no one sees the...