Looking For Christmas
"There's a man near the freeway on-ramp The sign says he's looking for change The lives we lead as strangers Make the whole world feel so strange I give him a couple green pieces of paper Ex-presidents faces and names And he asks me whether cash could ever bring change And all the carols in my ear Feel disturbingly inept and insincere I'm still looking for Christmas Tell me what Christmas means Tell me what's the worth, singing peace on earth When there's war on the TV screen? I'm still looking for Christmas I get the feeling that I'm on my own Is there a Christmas star to show me where You are 'Cause the wise men all forgot the way home Well, it's halfway through December The end of a long, weird year As far back as I can remember The tension never felt this clear Is this what my parents felt like? Drinking bitter and sweet from the cup Maybe this is what it feels like to grow up? And the carols are still the same But maybe my ears are hearing...