Another December Morning

There’s a place that I go
Where everything falls like snow
On streets bejeweled with faces I know
From our show
In the place I’ll always go
There’s a place that I hide
Where no one talks in nickels and dimes
Only in riddles and rhymes
Every lazy winter day
I pass away the weeks away this way
I never leave my room, no work, nor play
There’s a place that I love
Where the sweetest bells chime above
And life is never cruel, no, it’s kind
Not just in my mind
In the place I’ll always find
If I sleep through your arrival
Don’t hate me, just hang up and re-dial