Mark Sinnis Lyrics
On This Thanksgiving Day
The table is bare
And my bags are all packed And I cannot believe
You are not here
The cold autumn air
I just can’t conceive
All I see is sadness
And no more happier times You turned your back on us As I leave this empty house
On this Thanksgiving Day Oh I cannot believe
On this Thanksgiving Day I just can’t conceive
Never in a million years Would I ever think
Vows that were promised Broken and forgotten
It’s easier to walk away
And now as I stand here And I look around
At the walls so bare
I feel the death of love Tearing at my broken heart
On this Thanksgiving Day Oh I cannot believe
On this Thanksgiving Day I just can’t conceive
On this Thanksgiving Day Tearing at my broken heart