Yuletide - Oliver Wilde, E B U

You’re as stirred as the drinks that you keep mixing

My love, you couldn’t care less for the taste

So proud to announce it’s all self-medicated

Together, slip into blackouts on the train

Homesick for a place we’ve never been

Our doubts hold the cup half full in between

I’m all shaken up in your snow globe

Like us, no two flakes look the same

Pretend like we’re in our own wedding

Rose blushed your blue lips read, «I do»

Tossed snow bouquets, hung up fake holly wreaths

Come here I’ve something special, I want you to see

Promise we’ll take the longest wrongest way back home

Blaze our perished trails through all the most royal squares

Where bells lead the way from a cathedral

Form perfect circles of street lit embers

Feels like this life now could really happen

No other word than perfection for now, please

Fate sealed we’ll meet mornings' smallest hours

It’s a wonder we can still hold each other at all

Love is the word we are working on

Till then we’ll part calm with, Merry Christmas goodnight, goodbye