Lyrics This Holiday - Number One Gun

This Holiday

It’s a lonely holiday
And I’m only thinking
Of you
It’s the simple things that make
An infliction earning
All of you
Into fear
You tell me how you feel
The only thing that makes a part of this
Is you now, you now
It’s so cold this holiday
And I’m only thinking of you
But you give your heart away
And you tell yourself
It’s ok
But hold on
Hold on
Into fear
You tell me how you feel
The only thing that makes a part of this
Is you now, you now
Indicate
The troubles that you’ve had
They never bring you back again the same
Hear now, hear now
Oh, how lovely would it be
To make a trade
For eternal life
Oh, how I walk into fear
I can’t be this way again
But I can’t forget
Into fear
You tell me how you feel
The only thing that makes a part of this
Is you now, you now
Indicate
The troubles that you’ve had
They never bring you back again the same
Hear now, hear now