Not everything is alright,
Not on this night,
But why,
Oh why on this night,
When the lord even agrees all should be bright,
The star shines,
As I sit here without you,
And dream of you,
I wish I only knew,
That which is bothering you.
Why on this night?
Why must it be?
Why must your present be grief?
Were you not good enough?
I know that is not so,
I know you deserve all the gifts in the world.
The gift of love,
Light,
And a great night,
On this night,
Of all nights.