An Old-Fashioned Christmas
Give me an old-fashioned Christmas,An old-fashioned Christmas.Family faces, wide open spacesCovered with snow.
Right now my mom there in the kitchenBasting the Christmas bird.You'll have to take my wordYou can't find that at the automate.
An old-fashioned fireplace,Give me an old-fashioned fireplace.My heart remembers smoldering embersWarming your glow.
I'd trade that whole Manhattan skyline,The shimmering steel and chromeFor one old-fashioned ChristmasBack home.