Holiday

We met on New Year's Eve in New York City

And how cold it had been then and soon would be again

We could’ve lived together

And given up our dreams of wandering

We could’ve left together

And given up our dreams of the home we could keep

And you, you may, you may travel alone

And be accompanied by my love

We parted by my birthday

And without you here, I am a different age

How bright I had been then

And fear that it may not ever show again

So continue to live alone

And speak not your thoughts of land or holiday

And I will leave again

And make all new plans to fill the space that you left

And I do, I do travel alone

And yours is not a number I can call on the phone