Fa la la, baby, it's Christmas|Please Santa, I believe|There's just one thing I need||Fa la la, baby, it's Christmas|A warm light to fill my home, oh|A love I can call my own||A dinner table set for one|Each night, the same routine|No stimulating conversation|A half of every recipe|Empty coca mugs|On a table stained with tea|The second hand on the clock ticks by|Always taunting me||Fa la la, baby, it's Christmas|Please Santa, I believe|There's just one thing I need||Fa la la, baby, it's Christmas|A warm light to fill my home, oh|A love I can call my own||I don't need a candy cane|I don't need a chocolate box|I don't need a choo-choo train|I don't need a pair of socks|Only thing I ask this year|Is to dry up all my tears||What I'd give to hang a stocking|Upon the fireplace|Covered in the starting letter|Of someone else's name|All around me, hints of lasting|Love to light the way|Calling to me like a choir's|Song on Christmas day||Fa la la, baby, it's Christmas|Please Santa, I believe|There's just one thing I need||Fa la la, baby, it's Christmas|A warm light to fill my home|A love I can call my own||