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 i ve got to know where do lonely hearts go because nobody ought to be all alone on christmas things are different since you ve been here last childhood dreaming is a thing of the past maybe you can bring us some hope this year visions of sugar plums have disappeared do you remember sleigh riding in the snow and dancing all night to baby please come home today s celebration is bittersweet there s mothers and children in the street i ve got to know where do lonely hearts go because nobody ought to be all alone on christmas i m all grown up but i m the same you ll see i m writing this letter cause i still believe dear santa i ve been good this year can t you stay a little while with me right here  i ve got to know where do lonely hearts go because nobody ought to be all alone on christmas