Blue Spruce Needles - Communist Daughter

It’s almost December, it’s nearly a year

Since we took down our little tree

Packed all the boxes and tinsel away

And left it out in the street

It’s almost December, it’s nearly a year

Since you just left me

Packed up a suitcase while I was asleep

And crept out quietly

(I still find…)

Blue spruce needles under the couch when I clean

(It reminds…)

Me that people fall out of love so easily

(I still find…)

Blue spruce needles whenever I sweep out my heart

If Christmas is about being together,

Then how can it be Christmas if we are apart?

It’s almost December, it’s nearly a year

Since we took down our little tree

I know that I shouldn’t be thinking about it

But I can’t forget easily

(I still find…)

Blue spruce needles under the couch when I clean

(It reminds…)

Me that people fall out of love so easily

(I still find…)

Blue spruce needles whenever I sweep out my heart

If Christmas is about being together,

Then how can it be Christmas if we are apart?

If Christmas is about being together,

Then how can it be Christmas if we are apart?

(I still find…)

Blue spruce needles under the couch when I clean

(It reminds…)

Me that people fall out of love so easily

(I still find…)

Blue spruce needles whenever I sweep out my heart

If Christmas is about being together,

Then how can it be Christmas if we are apart?

If Christmas is about being together,

Then how can it be Christmas if we are apart?