It's like a sharp thing
that hits my soul
Memories of my childhood
Christmas songs,
memories of my past
when I was a little girl,
and I was with my father....
Sound from a music box,
I can see my dad dancing with me
I thought it would be eternal
but now it is just a dream
I can't escape...
How many more Christmas should I spend?
Longing for my father's love?
I entrusted him to God's hands
but sadness always encompasses...
Forgive me Lord for my pain
Please help me to be released from this game
I know my dad is happy with your arms
Please help me to fully understand
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