Everything But The Girl 25th December Lyrics

25th December Lyrics

And I see forests and it's the 25th of December 

and my old man plays the
piano for Christmas. 

He plays the piano for Christmas. 



And we're
all there, all the aunties and uncles, 

and the angle's on the top of the
tree. 

Up there o the top of the tree. 



And I never, no I never
ever realised. 

And I never, no I never ever realised. 



Have I
enough time, have I just some time, 

to revisit, to go back, to return, to
open my mouth again 

and say something different this time. 



And I
see bags of newspaper and a car in the carport, 

and you're a grown up and
still unsure, 

and I'm thirty and I don't know nothing no more.




And I never, no I never ever realised. 

And I never, no I never
ever realised. 



And I'm sitting, sitting on the top of the stairs,


and you're crying out on the towpath by the river 

with all the swans
and all the people walking by. 



And all of a sudden I'm stuck with an
urge to unlock a door 

with a key that's too big for my hands 

and I
drop it, and it falls at your feet. 



Come on, come on, it's there at
your feet. 

And I never, no I never ever realised. 

And I never, no I
never ever realised.