There Will Be Other Christmases

We won’t see you this Christmas 

We’re going to spend it on our own 

And I know you’re going to miss us

But I know you’re not alone

And we could get the ferry to the mainland 

We could even take the plane

We’ve been lucky on the island 

What if we brought it home again?

There will be other Christmases

There will be other years

Don’t dry your eyes, love

This Christmas is a time for tears 

We’ll call and not be sure what we should say

Watch you all on video

You’ll seem so close, and be so far away 

Would it have been OK for us to go?

I think we know

With love from Northmavine, Shetland