In the world that you would make up
With unicorns and buffalo packs
I know that you would wake up
With the sunny side touching your back

Is it the lonely man of Christmas?
Coming up with theories on him
Is it the lonely man of Christmas?
He's riding in the devil's abyss

Oh, I would rate the future
If I could put a finger on it
But I have no idea
If what I want is better than this

Is it the lonely man of winter?
I could put my finger on that
Is it the lonely drive to Denver?
The loneliness of Hoppington's hat

Is it the time we spent in silence?
The silence of a winter he had
Is it the lonely man of winter?
I could put my finger on that

And even if it's Christmas
Could we just pretend for a bit
That everything we went through
Was someone else's carpenter kiss