Please come home for Christmas Sure as the stars shine above Oh this is Christmas, yes Christmas my dear The time of year to be with the ones you love Then won't you tell me you'll never more roam Christmas and new Years will find you home Because it's

Uh oh, looks like I'm seeing more of my old man in me Oh no, looks like I'm seeing more of my old man in me Not until you see Look in the mirror Who do you see? Someone familiar But surely not me For he can't be me Look how old and cold and tired and

I want your loving more and more I want your kisses that's for sure I die each time I hear the sound They're saying here he comes He's Cathy's clown You're Cathy's clown You know you've got to stand tall You know a man can't crawl

For me to shine Everybody laughs Everybody cries But give it a lil' try Its my time That's the thing about love Sure it could hurt you baby See that's the thing about love

I got plans tonight And you, you know what I like And you're approaching me right But I gotta make sure it's right for me But you gotta work that thing right for me So take the stage just show me what you got Feeling lucky let me touch your spot Might be

Stay, stay, stay I've been lovin' you for quite some time, time, time You think that it's funny when I'm mad, mad, mad But I think that it's best if we both stay I'm pretty sure we almost broke up last night I threw my phone across the room at you I was

Without you I'm not okay And without you I've lost my way My heart's stuck in second place, ooh Without you I've sure enjoyed the rain, but I'm looking forward to the sun You have to feel the pain when you lose the love you gave someone I thought by now

If I stand around and watch them drown in a pool of gray When we dive in I can surely say there's feud with force Am I in your way? please knock me down. can I help you in? When I'm not around let us all be found in certain ways Dear Mister Queequeg you

I can give you what you want I forgot some good old lovin' And I got some in store You got to come back for more 'Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Pretty little thing, let me light your candle' I'm the man on the scene

Do you remember when we first met? I sure do, it was some time in early September You were lazy about it, you made me wait around I was so crazy about you I didn't mind So I was late for class, I locked my bike to yours It wasn't hard to find, you