Everything's so tinsel-bright and newnGiant snowflakes fill Fifth AvenuenWindow shoppers whistling merry tunesnWait in line to get a better viewnOf somethingnnThat makes them feel alivenLike when they were a childnWaiting for the gifts to opennA round of Jingle BellsnWish your loved ones wellnWish that you could be there with themnnChristmas is the saddest day of the yearnnCarriage ride past skaters in the parknBuildings reaching up to neon starsnLovers bundled up against the coldnVisions of sweet sugarplums at homenOr somethingnnThat makes you feel apartnAnd warms a jaded heartnWaited to restore your faith innA verse of Silent NightnTuck the child in tightnWish that you could be there againnnChristmas is the saddest day of the yearnnA round of Jingle BellsnWish your loved ones wellnWish that you could be there with themnAnd make you feel alivenLike when you were a childnWaiting for the gifts to opennnChristmas is the saddest day of the year