I'm in snowy Manhattan, December 22
Always hoped this would happen but to tell you the truth
I wish I was in oxford
With the boys and a beer
but I'm spending Christmas eve alone this year

I've done times square at midnight, went shopping on fifth
Crossed snow in new york off of my bucket list
But it's hard to be happy
When you're home and I'm here
Spending Christmas eve alone this year

I can't tell if I lied when I said
That this was the best thing for me
Being away from my whole family and friends
To start half of my days with airport delays

And I know that I would've died to be here
If you asked me eight years ago
I'm writing music and selling out shows i know
But I'd make it all disappear
to spend Christmas this year at home

Back to an empty hotel
At least I can sleep
But waking up by myself's no fairy tale for me
I know it could get worse than a music career
But I'm spending Christmas eve alone this year

I can't tell if I lied when I said
That this was the best thing for me
Being away from my whole family and friends
To start half of my days with airport delays

And I know that I would've died to be here
if you asked me eight years ago
Cos I'm writing music and selling out shows I know
But I'd make it all disappear
To spend Christmas this year at home