Dear friend, I didn't know these kids last Christmas The year we spent meant everything to me By Secret Santa time her parents left us We were sitting in a circle feeling free Dear friend, everyone was drinking brandy Exchanging gifts, reciting poetry About a coughing, kissing, suicidal teenager Bleeding crawling past the bathroom sink I wanna kiss you But I don't know how to Standing by the typewriter In your bedroom Paralyzed by fear Then you kiss me Dear friend, I'm standing in a pick up truck The music in the cab filling my ears From a mix I made last winter just for Patrick The wind touches my face and dries my tears Dear friend, I look at her all through the tunnel The city lights are not too far ahead I dream of Michael and of my Aunt Helen Finally I am alive and not afraid I wanna kiss you But I don't know how to Standing by the typewriter In your bedroom Paralyzed by fear Then you kiss me Then you kiss me Then you kiss me Then you kiss me Why am I always crying Remembering being a kid Wondering why she did it I wanna kiss you But I don't know how to Standing by the typewriter In your bedroom Paralyzed by fear Then you kiss me Then you kiss me Then you kiss me Then you kiss me Then you kiss me Then you kiss me Then you kiss me