Merry Me by Frankie Love

I first met Holly when we were sixteen years old.
She was sugar, I was an effed up version of spice.
I wasn’t good enough for her — but damn how I wanted her.
Heartbreaking circumstances pulled us apart and it’s been years since I’ve seen her angelic face.
But I could never forget her.
She was my first kiss and I want her to be my last.
When I come back in town, things have changed — she’s moved on.
But I have one intention — prove to her I can be the mountain man she needs.
I’m holding out for more than a Christmas miracle.
I’m going to get myself a Christmas bride.