Where in the world did you come from my dear?
Did some mysterious voice tell you I'd still be here?
I bought this ticket to Mobile, but I been stranded all day
P.a. said the bus broke down ten miles away from the station.

[Chorus]
So seldom a door, so seldom a key, so seldom a hit like the hurt you put on me.
But seldom comes happiness without the pain of the devil in the details
Since I saw the smile on your face
As I was crying in a Greyhound station on Christmas Day, in 1998.

The burden of love is the fuel of bad grammar.
You stutter and stammer--what a bitch to convey the crux of the matter,
When the words you must utter are hopelessly tangled
In the memories and scars you show no one.

[Chorus]

I remember quite clearly, a bad Muzak version of James Taylor's big hit,
Called "Fire and Rain" was playing as you crouched down and tearfully kissed me,
And I thought, "Damn, what good fiction I will mold from this terrible pain."

[Chorus]

Amazing grace, how sweet the smile upon the face I never thought I'd see you again
Especially here in this Greyhound station
On Christmas Day
In 1998.

Writer : WHITE/HOLIDAY
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC