The stars in the window Still shinning as if nothing happened Socks hanging just the same on the fire place But I hear no one singing No arguing in the kitchen Nothing feels the same this time around I listen to the carols That I had grown so tired of last year But they don't sound the same in an interior Mulled wine in the making But I don't feel like drinking 'Cause nothing feels the same this time around Last year I know I was wishing for too much When I should've treasured what I had This year, I swear that I won't make a wish at all If Christmas could go back to how it was I've been sending presents Praying that they'll get there on time Maybe they will catch it on video Lots of happy faces, so close but so far away Nothing feels the same this time around Last year I know I was wishing for too much When I should've treasured what I had This year, I swear that I won't make a wish at all, at all Last year I know I was wishing for too much When I should've treasured what I had This year, I swear that I won't make a wish at all If Christmas could go back to how it was