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

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 [bad word] 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