It's not my fault, it wasn't up to you. christmas eve comes once a year and that will never do. your image started fading, I closed my eyes to see. tell me do you close your eyes for me? now your door seems half a world away, the price of gasoline is more than I can pay. plus I don't have a car I can call my very own, I guess I'll spend another night alone. if I could say I'm sorry, who would I say it to? besides apologies mean less than dirt to folks like me and you. you know it's true. should I say too bad, or so what? what's appropriate? should I show it? call you on the phone and let you know it? back at my house there's nothing on tv, the bathroom mirror casts confusing looks from me to me. I watched you from a distance, for too briefly held you close, I guess that's just the way this story goes.

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Writer(s): ALPHONZO BAILEY, EARL STEVENS, FAHEEM NAJM, JONATHAN SMITH, KANDI BURRUSS