Christmas Spirit Lost

Christmas Spirit Lost

Looking at the most
Beautiful little girl
She is my toast
She makes up my world

Last night she told me
That she had lost Christmas
Since her dad left, she was lonely
Her young life in such a mess

She said that Santa
Would not arrive this year
I did not know what to say
I wiped away a tear

They would not let her sleep
The day must begin
She began to weep
Missing all her kin

Her dad was remarried
Her brothers visiting there
She was so worried
And no one seemed to care

On the way home
After the Christmas day was past
I felt so all alone
She went to sleep at last.