You The Christmas Story Maybe I've forgotten The name and the address Of every one I've ever known There's nothing I regret Save it for another Day as the school lights and the kids have run away I would like a place I could call my own Have a conversation on the telephone Wake up every day, that would be a start I would not complain with my wounded heart I was upset, you see Almost all the time You used to be a stranger Now you're my home I wouldn't even trust you I've not got much to give We're dealing in the limits And we don't know who we're You may think that I'm out of hand I'm naive, I'll understand On this occasion, it's not true Look at me, I'm not you I would like a place I could call my own Have a conversation on the telephone Wake up every day, that would be a start I would not complain with my wounded heart I was upset, you see Almost all the time You were a complete stranger Now you're my home I would like a place I could call my own Have a conversation on the telephone Wake up every day, that would be a start I would not complain with my wounded heart I was upset, you see Almost all the time You were a complete stranger I would not complain with my wounded heart Just wait till tomorrow I guess that's what they've all said Just before they fall apart Just before they fall apart Just before they fall apart Just before they fall apart