Boxcar

It's nine days until Christmas.

There's the smell of pine in the air,

wreaths are up on all the red doors

but the weather's been fair.

I've been working really hard

to save up with all my might.

I'll save up a lot of money

then I'll quit this crazy up.

Everyday I still see you

in all the radio songs.

Calling my name softly,

from where I don't belong.

I wish I had a boxcar 

to ride home on,

Christmas is no day 

to be alone on

I wish I had a boxcar

to ride home on,

Christmas is no day

to be alone on.

It's still the same story

with the pills and the tests.

God take away my tired soul

and lay me down to rest.

The people are so happy,

In the tinsel and the lights.

They make me laugh and smile

then leave me to the night.

I want to fall asleep behind

our old apartment's door,

to take solace in what I know

can't exist here anymore.

I wish I had a boxcar

to ride home on

Christmas is no day 

to be alone on

I wish I had a boxcar

to ride home on

Christmas is no day

to be alone on.