Christmastime in Brooklyn
And I wander the streets alone
All of the lights are lovely
But I just wish that I was home
I wanna go to a place I know
The faces around my table
I know there wonʼt be Christmas snow
But Iʼd rather just be home
Christmastime, oh Christmastime
Iʼm standing in the glow
Of endless lights
Itʼs a lovely sight
But nowhereʼs quite like home
I wanna go to a place I know
The faces around my table
I know there wonʼt be Christmas snow But Iʼd rather just be home
Oohs
I wanna go to a place I know
The faces around my table
I know there wonʼt be Christmas snow But Iʼd rather just be home
Of the places Iʼve been And the places Iʼll go The faces Iʼve seen
And the ones that I wonʼt Thereʼs just one thing That Iʼve always known Iʼll never
Find better
Than home