Snow falls softly to the ground The frozen air yields the tears Silver bells fill the sound It's the beginning of that time of year And the chorals sang Sooths the soul But this tragedy has marked a new remorse And in this time as I wake A new sad memory is placed Two A.M. on Christmas Eve You rejoice with angels as I grieve Still trumpets sound and church bells ring This is my December mourning On this beautiful December morning Lights light up the Christmas tree That briefly captivates me Hear wind whistle through my door Like whispers aiming to taunt my soul To hear your voice To smell your skin To turn back time To see you again No one deserves to feel like this On my melancholy Christmas Two A.M. on Christmas Eve You rejoice with angels as I grieve Still trumpets sound and church bells ring This is my December mourning Two AM on Christmas Eve I remember you more than anything Still people laugh and angels sing This is my December mourning