When I look at you
I think how much I love you
When I look at you
I think how lucky I am to love you
When I look at you
My mind and my body starts to melt
As it tries to hold all it’s felt
When I look at you
Just look at you
I turn to goo

Santa is fat
And wears a hat
He gets out of bed
And Puts on all red
To deliver the gifts
To which spirits lift
all done by morning
the whole world still snoring
He thinks as he drinks
How lucky he is
That Being Santa is not boring
And how the whole world adores him

As I lay with you Jay
The world feels less grey
As we play through the day
And make days go astray
I pray that this is more than a play
With facts not acts and
Bends not ends
And that you’re with me Jay
Until the very last day

You smashed it all up
Like you don't give a ****
After I built it back up
No desire to clean up
All the pieces so small
Now I can't collect them all
I have no clue what to do
But sit here again with a **** ton of glue

I don’t think Santa wants a whiskey or a G and T
Not by the time he gets to me
I think he’d prefer a Tunnocks and a cup of tea.
All night he’s been drinking
So this is what I’m thinking
A coffee perhaps and a little snack
But nothing that will make him too fat.

I try and get as high as a kite
So I don’t remember the night.
But it’s not working
all my thoughts are lurking
Taking over in the night
And I’m waking in a fright
This isn’t a laugh
Blood in the bath
Why can’t I dream of
Sun on my face with
You in an embrace
Instead I’m lost at a cost
Days go astray and
Frights take over the nights

You ask me to explain
Why I don’t seem the same
I don’t know any more  
But my feet don’t feel on the floor
I’m floating off to sea
Anchor me.
Pull me free from this sea
This isn’t how I want to be
I want to be free from being me
But close to you, Not
Floating like a boat
Trying to stay afloat
Pull me into shore
Let me reach the beach
You holding my hand
My feet sinking into the sand.