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?