Strolling down a festive Fishergate in a tinsel wonderland

Up in the inviting night sky I see a special star all aglow

Pointing the way to my true and final destination

My perilous journey begins once again don’t you know

I feel so very deja vous and time has suddenly rewound

Memories they come flooding back and I grieve

The season of goodwill holds me in its friendly hand

I may be lost in the wilderness but I truly believe

That a yuletide miracle will deliver me a brand new day

If you have a yearning wish anything you can achieve

The fire is burning and roaring like my passion

I can see your smile and reflection in the flame

Sitting down at your welcoming table to wine and dine

I look into your eyes and wish things could be the same

Is it just a mirage or some kind of heavenly illusion?

I can feel your perennial presence and almost touch you

Maybe I have had too much mulled wine and confusion

Is my mind playing ghostly seasonal tricks on me?

My pounding heart speaks out to me it’s not an illusion

Positive optimistic and jovial I will endeavour to be

I could play Santa Claus and you could sit on my knee

You were once a special part of my emotional apparel

I remember and think fondly of you at Christmas Carole