Slow Club
All Alone On Christmas
The cold wind is blowing and the streets are getting darkI'm writing you a letter but I don't know where to startThe bells will be ringing, St. John DivineI get a little lonely every year around this timeThe music plays all night in Little ItalyThe lights will be going up on Old Rockefeller's treePeople window shopping on Fifth AvenueAll I want for Christmas is youI gotta know where the lonely hearts goBecause nobody wants to be all alone on ChristmasThings are different since you've been here lastChildhood dreaming is a thing of the pastMaybe you could bring us some hope this yearVisions of sugar plums have disappearedDo you remember sleigh riding in the snow?And dancing all night to "Baby, Please Come Home"Today's celebration is bittersweetThere's mothers and children in the streetWhere do lonely hearts go?Because nobody wants to be all alone on ChristmasYeah, nobody wants to be all alone on Christmas (x6)
From Letras Mania