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 If I had to pick just one Christmas song to call my very favorite, it would no doubt be this one:

A crowded room, friends with tired eyes

I′m hiding from you and your soul of ice

My God, I thought you were someone to rely on

Me? I guess I was a shoulder to cry on

A face on a lover with a fire in his heart

A man undercover, but you tore me apart

Ooh-ooh

Now I've found a real love, you′ll never fool me again

 

 

Wishing you all the warmth and joy of the holiday season,

The Don't-Call-It-A-Blogger.