Christmas night, another fight Tears we cried, a flood Got of all kinds of poison in, poison in my blood Took my feet to Oxford Street, trying to right a wrong Just walk away those windows sing But I can’t believe she’s gone When you’re still waiting for the snow to fall It doesn’t really feel like Christmas at all
A group of candles on me are flickering Oh they flicker and they flow And I am up here holding on to all those chandeliers of hope And like some drunken in this city I go singing out of tune Singing how I’ve always loved you, darling And I always will
Oh when you’re still waiting for the snow to fall It doesn’t really feel like Christmas at all Still waiting for the snow to fall It doesn’t really feel like Christmas at all