When I think about Christmas
I will not think the same again
Got an image for christmas
Of Marlene with another man
And I know Marlene will never love me
And she'll never know how I love her
As I feel the L.A. jungle cover me again
I will give my last free thoughts to her
Everything that she wanted
I was trying to learn to give
i was late in my changes
and Marlene had a life to live
But I hope she knows that i was trying, trying
But the city ways are long and dying, dying
And I know Marlene will never love me again
And she'll never know how I love her
But I will keep Marlene in memories
What we meant to be and what we were
What we meant to be and what we were