Please let me sleep, it's Christmastime

It doesn't feel like Christmas.

I feel more disillusioned this year than I ever have before.

I'm not unhappy, I just miss that familiar feeling. Things are different but I don't quite know yet how.

"Cold wind blows on the soles of my feet
Heaven knows nothing of me
I'm lost, nowhere to go

Oh when I was a kid,
Oh how magic it seemed
Please let me sleep
It's Christmastime

Flowered winds was where I lived
Thought you burned not froze for your sins
Oh I'm so tired, and cold

Oh when I was a kid,
Oh how magic it seemed..."