• Sitting at home, nothing to do.

    Not feeling so happy, not feeling so blue.

    Just nothing going on in this big world for me.

    Just sit at my window, and look out to see.

    The people outside I don't know, I don't care for

    Their smiling faces, a crowd, no clue of what was in store.

    I sat there in the background played a tune I now know.

    And in the distance her smile, still set in the snow.

    Who is she? How is she? She crept from behind.

    But as hard as I struggled, she stayed on my mind.

    Sitting at home, nothing to do.

    But sit all by myself, pondering you.






    .:Xe:. I held her hand and I kissed her goodnight. heart