Pain, pain, moving slowly through my brain <br />Pain, pain, caused by my baby moving on again <br />She has gone and left me like a white plain drifter <br />With air filling my pockets and empty cupboards everywhere <br />Pain, pain, moving slowly through my brain <br />Pain, pain, caused by my baby moving on again <br />Surely this will teach me <br />Some women you never get to know <br />She has surely bled me <br />She has surely misled me <br />Left me without my hot rod car <br />Just sitting here in the snow <br />Pain, pain, moving slowly through my brain <br />Pain, pain caused by my baby moving on again <br />Pain, pain, at christmas in the snow <br />Pain, pain, time is moving slow <br />Sure is cold sitting in this cold, cold snow <br />This cold, cold christmas snow <br /> <br />Written christmas day december 2006<br /><br />allan James saywell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cold-christmas-snow/
