‘Twas the night after Christmas
and search as I may
I can’t find my heart
That broke Christmas day
I shopped for the kit
That mends broken hearts
The love all fell out
But I found all the parts
I put them together, precisely, with care
In hopes that some love would still be found there
So I made the last stitch
And a few minor tweaks
I pumped it a bit
And checked it for leaks
I then searched for love
To fill what was lost
I searched high and low
No matter the cost
But love, I found none
I searched through and through
My heart pumped, void of love
Until I met you
Now it’s all fixed and pumping
Full of passion and love
Now ’tis the night before Christmas
And what a difference a year makes
