The other day I was sitting in my house
All cozy, curled up in a blanket, fire flaring, listening to music
That minute I'm content and the next
I think about how much time I spent
Waiting for a lover for Christmas
I could have been roasting marshmallows over the fire
Or singing Christmas carols while
Mom was making pie
I know what Christmas is all about
It's not about waiting for the one
Enjoy what you have, and not what you want:
A lover for Christmas
A couple strolls by me with a gift
For a party that I'll have to miss
And I find a label saying "to my one and only."
I find myself concerned and perplexed
That nobody has ever asked
That is, to be my lover for Christmas
I could have been roasting marshmallows over the fire
Or singing Christmas carols while
Mom was making pie
I know what Christmas is all about
It's not about waiting for the one
Enjoy what you have, and not what you want:
A lover for Christmas
Every Christmas up until now
I was wasting my time
I was wasting my time
On wanting and waiting and waiting and asking and asking and pleading and pleading and needing and needing
And needing
A lover for Christmas
I could have been roasting marshmallows over the fire
Or singing Christmas carols while
Mom was making pie
I know what Christmas is all about
It's not about waiting for the one
Enjoy what you have, and not what you want:
A lover for Christmas