The lights are shining down,
But I feel dead.
The sickly sweet holidays keep me in bed.
But when I’m away,
I’m cryin’ every day.
Oh, I wish that you were here,
When Christmas comes this time each year.
I’ll wrap you up and send you to myself.
I don’t want anythin’ from anyone else.
I’m sittin’ in my room,
Dreamin’ of you.
Oh, I can’t wait till you get here,
When Christmas comes this time each year.
So, Merry Christmas and Happy Hanukkah.
I’m feelin’ better since you returned my calls.
I string up some Christmas lights,
Let’s deck these halls.
Then, I have one more thing to say,
Don’t ever go away.
Oh, I’m so glad you’re here,
When Christmas comes this time each year
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