Christmas came and it aint the same , I had no Holly ,I had no Ivy , No damn Mistletoe , t'was a shame . Christmas can come, and it can go , But , a new year ? Oh , what to do . We all make our promises , that we dont keep . But my promise , keeps me from sleep. I want this world to end , I wish Father Time would take me with him, Instead of throwing me back down and starting anew? Whats the point of another year