The Single Star

The calendar says December 21st I fought this feeling, prayed to break the

Curse, I polished silver, bought the finest pine, put up the lights, a long and hopeful

Line

Now the messages are read and left unseen, the ding I'm looking for, it's never been

I hear the laughter through my paper thin wall, knowing tonight, I won't be part of

It all

I'm searching for a glow, a hand to hold, a story whispered, one that hasn't grown cold

But the only thing reflecting in the glass is a lonely flicker that can never pass

I'm standing right beneath a single star, it shines the brightest because it's so far

And every year I wish on the falling snow, for someone, anyone, to simply know

This empty chair, I bought it last July, a promise made beneath the summer sky

I planned the toast, the games we played, but Christmas came and took the hope away, I raised it low just for my own reflection

I a silent cheer for faded affection

I'm searching for a glow, a hand to hold, a story whispered, one that hasn't grown cold but the only thing reflecting in the glass is a lonely flicker that can never pass

I'm standing right beneath a single star, it shines the brightest because it's so far and every year I wish on the falling snow, for someone, anyone, to simply know