christmas eve alone this year
I'm in the snowy Manhattan, December 22
Always hoped this would happen but
To tell you the truth, I wish I was in Oxford
With the boys and a beer
But I'm spending Christmas Eve alone this year
I've done Times Square at midnight
Went shopping on 5th
I crossed snow in New York off of my bucket list
But it's hard to be happy be when you're home
And I'm here spending Christmas Eve alone this year
And I can't tell if I'm lying when I say
That this was the best thing for me
Being away from our whole family and friends
To start half of my days with airport delays
And I know that I would have died to be here
If you'd ask me 8 years ago
I'm writing music and selling out shows, I know
But I'd make it all disapear
To spend Christmas this year at home
Back to an empty hotel, at least I can sleep
Waking up by myself's no fairytale for me
And I know it could get worse than a music career
But I'm spending Christmas Eve alone this year
And I can't tell if I'm lying when I said
That this was the best thing for me
Being away from our whole family and friends
To start half of my days with airport delays
And I know that I would have died to be here
If you'd ask me 8 years ago
'Cause I'm writing music and selling out shows, I know
But I'd make it all disapear
To spend Christmas this year at home
Always hoped this would happen but
To tell you the truth, I wish I was in Oxford
With the boys and a beer
But I'm spending Christmas Eve alone this year
I've done Times Square at midnight
Went shopping on 5th
I crossed snow in New York off of my bucket list
But it's hard to be happy be when you're home
And I'm here spending Christmas Eve alone this year
And I can't tell if I'm lying when I say
That this was the best thing for me
Being away from our whole family and friends
To start half of my days with airport delays
And I know that I would have died to be here
If you'd ask me 8 years ago
I'm writing music and selling out shows, I know
But I'd make it all disapear
To spend Christmas this year at home
Back to an empty hotel, at least I can sleep
Waking up by myself's no fairytale for me
And I know it could get worse than a music career
But I'm spending Christmas Eve alone this year
And I can't tell if I'm lying when I said
That this was the best thing for me
Being away from our whole family and friends
To start half of my days with airport delays
And I know that I would have died to be here
If you'd ask me 8 years ago
'Cause I'm writing music and selling out shows, I know
But I'd make it all disapear
To spend Christmas this year at home
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Writer(s): Lewis Watson
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