Cla**ical Lullabies - Auld Lang Syne lyrics

The cold wind is blowin' and the streets are getting dark I'm writing you a letter and I don't know where to start The bells will be ringing Saint John the Divine I get a little lonely every year around this time The music plays all night in Little Italy The lights will be going up on old Rockefella's tree People window shopping on Fifth Avenue All I want for Christmas is you (Tell me) I've got to know Where do lonely hearts go Because nobody ought to be all alone on Christmas