The Besnard Lakes - Christmas Can Wait

Death crawls through my window
And as the evening dances
An honest man falls from his iron frame

This is where lonely hearts live

On my blanket there's a window
As the evening dances
She calls
Calls
Calls
To him

She calls to him

On my blanket there's a window
It's now your dream, not your life
This is goodbye my love
Christmas can wait
Christmas can wait
Christmas can wait
Christmas can wait

For the life of beauty and pain
Wrote my future without reservation
From some old circumstance
It was a small sacrifice
For the life of beauty and pain
For the life of beauty and pain

That suspends us in it's grace

For the life of beauty and pain

The thing I lost will last an eternity

Written by:
Jace Lasek, Olga Goreas

Publisher:
Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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