All I Ever Get for Christmas Is Blue

Strings of lights above the bed Curtains drawn and a gla*s of red All I ever get for Christmas is blue Saxophone on the radio Recorded forty years ago All I ever get for Christmas is blue When you play my song Play it slowly Play it like I'm sad and lonely Maybe you can solve my mystery Wrap me in your arms and whisper You miss me Weatherman says it's miserable But the snow is so beautiful All I ever get for Christmas is blue It would take a miracle To get me out to a shopping mall All I really want for Christmas is you Let them ring the bells They won't miss us I'll be drinking down your kisses Deep into the night we'll go stealing Underneath a starry ceiling Revealing White lights on the Christmas tree Thank God you are here with me All I ever get for Christmas is blue All I ever get for Christmas is blue All I ever get for Christmas is blue