| This year has been one crazy year
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| And I’ve changed, that’s what I feel
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| I was just starting to like who I was
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| Now I’m not sure who I am
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| Had a dream last night, of a few years ago
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| Sitting underneath the tree
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| I was smiling wide, laughed as my brothers would fight
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| Over the stupid TV
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| And I wish right now, that it would snow
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| And I wish that I was home
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| Because this town really is in much
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| I want New York, a Christmas
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| I want New York, a Christmas
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| The city sounds like a lullaby so sweet, at least, to me
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| Cuz' this town is quiet, and old to believe, doesn’t feel
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| Like Christmas and all of me
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| And I wish right now, that it would snow
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| And I wish that I was home
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| Because this town really is in much
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| I want New York, a Christmas
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| I want New York, a Christmas
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| Woah — oh- oh
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| Oh woah — oh- oh
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| And my brothers moved out just last week, and I’m scared of be lonely
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| I have never been just on my own, right now I wanna go home
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| And April really gets on my nerves, but I kind of miss her now
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| Cuz we’re all the things, that bug me, she’s the only sister I every known
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| And I wish right now, that it would snow
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| And I wish that I was home
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| Because this town really is in much
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| I want New York, a Christmas
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| I want New York, a Christmas |