The cold wind is blowing and the streets are getting dark I'm writing you a letter but I don't know where to start The bells will be ringing, St. John Divine I get a little lonely every year around this time The music plays all night in Little Italy The lights will be going up on Old Rockefeller's tree People window shopping on Fifth Avenue All I want for Christmas is you I gotta know where the lonely hearts go Because nobody wants to be all alone on Christmas Things are different since you've been here last Childhood dreaming is a thing of the past Maybe you could bring us some hope this year Visions of sugar plums have disappeared Do you remember sleigh riding in the snow? And dancing all night to "Baby, Please Come Home" Today's celebration is bittersweet There's mothers and children in the street Where do lonely hearts go? Because nobody wants to be all alone on Christmas Yeah, nobody wants to be all alone on Christmas