These city streets seem cold and hard to meLife here in the fast lane ain't my cup of teaI can't get in the spirit here it seemsAnd when I go to sleep at night I often have this dreamOf an old-fashioned Christmas with presents round the treeA fire softly burning you up close to meWith friends and family stopping by to help us share the cheerFor an old-fashioned Christmas I would come in home this yearThe city lights are fading out of sightThe snow is softly falling through the winter nightComing home again feels so goodAnd one second Christmas feels just like it shouldLet's have an old-fashioned Christmas with presents round the treeA fire softly burning you up close to meWith friends and family stopping by to help us share the cheerFor an old-fashioned Christmas I'll be coming home this yearLet's have an old-fashioned Christmas I'll be coming home this year*