Lyrics:
Strings of lights above the bedCurtains drawn and a glass of redAll I ever get for Christmas is blueSaxophone on the radioRecorded forty years agoAll I ever get for Christmas is blueWhen you play my songPlay it slowlyPlay it like I’m sad and lonelyMaybe you can solve my mysteryWrap me in your arms and whisperYou miss meWeatherman says it’s miserableBut the snow is so beautifulAll I ever get for Christmas is blueIt would take a miracleTo get me out to a shopping mallAll I really want for Christmas is youLet them ring the bellsThey won’t miss usI’ll be drinking down your kissesDeep into the night we’ll go stealingUnderneath a starry ceilingRevealingWhite lights on the Christmas treeThank God you are here with meAll I ever get for Christmas is blueAll I ever get for Christmas is blueAll I ever get for Christmas is blue