I've Been Everywhere In The World Where They Don't Have Christmas

The Spring is sprung with its gentle breeze

And Summer sun, easy to please

But when Autumn leaves start to burn

To the bottle I return

And when my winter heart, hears the song,

That you used to sing well then I'm gone...

I've been everywhere in the world where they don't have Christmas

To make believe that it's not true

I've been everywhere in the world where they don't have Christmas

To hide from the fact that I don't have you

Bare feet on warm white sand

But somehow I feel an icy hand

In the backstreets of St Petersburg

The wind it whistles and it's you I've heard

Kyoto to Kathmandu but it's me who is

The ghost that's haunting you

I've been everywhere in the world where they don't have Christmas

To make believe that I'm not alone

I've been everywhere in the world where they don't have Christmas

But there's no place left to hide and I'm coming home

And the snow it falls on the ground in which you lie

And I stand and I cry

I think of your lips berry red

And the gentle loving words you'd said

And it's there I lay my grief

And my love is my belief

Well I've been everywhere in the world where they don't have Christmas

To kid myself that I've not gone wrong

Well I've been everywhere in the world where they don't have Christmas

But to you now I give this Christmas song.