Mookie's Last Christmas

From throat and eyes came winter and reasons I'm told to carry on Sad overwhelms my senses drown oh I feel dependent The feeling that you weren't honestly gone I can't shake it... Make the same mistake twice Burst of red and green covering me Brings the things that she'll love I should let it fold over We count the days left, 23 And all I know Honestly, could I be protected With you suddenly gone The feeling that you werent honestly gone I can't shake it... Make the same mistake twice Burst of red and green covering me brings the things that she'll love I should let it fold over Make the same mistake twice Burst of red and green covering me brings the things that she'll love I should let it fold over Make the same mistake twice Burst of red and green covering me