Christmas Day

Where in the world
Did you come from, my dear?
Did some mysterious voice
Tell you I'd still be here?

I bought this ticket to Mobile
But I been stranded all day
P.A. said the bus broke down
Ten miles away
From the station

So seldom a door
So seldom a key
So seldom a lock
Like the love between you and me

But seldom comes happiness
Without the pain
Of the devil in the details
Since I saw the smile on your
Face as I was crying
In a Greyhound station on Christmas Day
In 1998
Face as I was crying
In a Greyhound station on Christmas Day, hey, hey

The burden of love is
The fuel of bad grammar
You stutter and stammer
What a bitch to convey

The crux of the matter
When the words you must utter
Are hopelessly tangled
In the memories and scars you show no one

So seldom a door
So seldom a key
So seldom a hit
Like the hurt you put on me

But seldom comes happiness
Without the pain
Of the devil in the details
Since I saw the smile on your
Face as I was crying
In a Greyhound station on Christmas Day
In 1998
Face as I was crying
In a Greyhound station on Christmas Day, hey, hey

In 1998
In 1998
In 1998

I remember quite clearly
A bad Muzak version
Of James Taylor's big hit
Called "Fire and Rain"

Was playing as you crouched down
And tearfully kissed me
And I thought, "Damn, what good fiction
I will mold from this terrible pain"

So seldom a door
Seldom a key
Seldom a gift
Like the gift you gave me

But seldom comes happiness
Without the pain
Of the devil in the details
Since I saw the smile on your
Face as I was crying
In a Greyhound station on Christmas Day, hey, hey
Face as I was crying
In a Greyhound station on Christmas Day, hey, hey

Amazing grace
How sweet the smile
Upon the face
I never thought
I'd see you again
Especially here in this
Greyhound station on
Christmas Day
1998
1998
Christmas Day