this year has been one crazy year, and i've changed, that's what i feel. i was just starting to like who i was, now i'm not sure who i am. had a dream last night, of a few years ago, sitting underneath the tree. i was smiling wide, laughed as my brothers would fight, over the stupid tv. and i wish right now, that it would snow, and i wish that i was home. because this town really is in much. i want new york, a christmas. i want new york, a christmas. the city sounds like a lullaby so sweet, at least, to me. cuz' this town is quiet, and old to believe, doesn't feel, like christmas and all of me. and i wish right now, that it would snow, and i wish that i was home. because this town really is in much. i want new york, a christmas. i want new york, a christmas. woah - oh- oh, oh woah - oh- oh, and my brothers moved out just last week, and i'm scared of be lonely. i have never been just on my own, right now i wanna go home. and april really gets on my nerves, but i kind of miss her now. cuz we're all the things, that bug me, she's the only sister i every known. and i wish right now, that it would snow, and i wish that i was home. because this town really is in much. i want new york, a christmas. i want new york, a christmas.
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