Alone

by Richard Reed

12/4/1996

Another Christmas, the year has gone fast, I wish it was different from Christmas’ past.

Broke and done my fortune not nearer, my life is the same, I wish it was clearer.

No woman to love, no fortune to spend, I wish there was something to do or send.

I must continue to improve my life, give me the strength to beat this strife.

Oh Lord and God of heaven above, please send me some part of your sweet white dove.

Please keep me strong with your power above, please give me the strength one day to love.