Pain, pain, moving slowly through my brain br Pain, pain, caused by my baby moving on again br She has gone and left me like a white plain drifter br With air filling my pockets and empty cupboards everywhere br Pain, pain, moving slowly through my brain br Pain, pain, caused by my baby moving on again br Surely this will teach me br Some women you never get to know br She has surely bled me br She has surely misled me br Left me without my hot rod car br Just sitting here in the snow br Pain, pain, moving slowly through my brain br Pain, pain caused by my baby moving on again br Pain, pain, at christmas in the snow br Pain, pain, time is moving slow br Sure is cold sitting in this cold, cold snow br This cold, cold christmas snow br br Written christmas day december 2006br br allan James saywellbr br