They tell you to try with all of your might,

But it's the things that you least expect stealing your sleep at night.

As we descend into the darkness of winter, my mind is lit up with thoughts on 5th November,

I look back, I remember you, I remember

.

Walking to Oxford Street all alone,

the people that pass by, they all seem like clones.

It's not long until they have somewhere to be, they will be merry and with family.

I do too, but even after so long, you filter right through.

 

From me the laugh and cheer, is to make you feel near.

Please do not worry, for I have someone to hold (you'd like him) he's funny, he's bright and he's bold.

I'll still hold a heart shaped bauble for you, forever

And I know you said 'Hello', when on my doorstep lies a feather.