Ribbon runs through your fingers. You wear red better than the season. But don’t hurry up. It’s not the time to wish this gone. Throw tinsel to the sky and get covered in those lights. I’ve got a present that I think you’ll like. So take it from me. A dream walk through the city. You wore a smile. Angelic and authentic. It’s Christmas time again and I know what I want under my tree. If you’re not there when I wake up then I’m going back to sleep.