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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tom Chaplin
Tom Chaplin
Vocals
David Kosten
David Kosten
Percussion
Fyfe Dangerfield
Fyfe Dangerfield
Guitar
Augusta Harris
Augusta Harris
Cello
Sebastian Sternberg
Sebastian Sternberg
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Chaplin
Tom Chaplin
Composer
Max McElligott
Max McElligott
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Kosten
David Kosten
Producer
Ben Mclusky
Ben Mclusky
Assistant Recording Engineer
Tim Morris
Tim Morris
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Coming home the longer route
I'm kicking off my heavy boots
And sitting by the fire
Reminded of the time gone by
[Verse 2]
When you and I would laugh and fight
And try to put the world to rights
But end up on the floor
No wiser than we were before
[Verse 3]
Oh, sweet heart of mine
Left there frozen in time
I wish that I
I could break the ice
[Verse 4]
But it's another lonely Christmas ahead
And I'll be wishing I could spend it with you instead
'Cause every present, every song in the air
Only echoes every winter we used to share
[Verse 5]
Yeah, baby, I'm still holding out
For what we had and what is now
Another lonely Christmas ahead
[Verse 6]
In photographs, your face is pale
Just like a winter fairytale
The princess set in stone
Lies forever all alone
[Verse 7]
And I wish fairytales were true
So I could come and rescue you
But heaven only knows
It's just the way the story goes
[Verse 8]
Left there frozen in time
I wish that I
I could break the ice
[Verse 9]
But it's another lonely Christmas ahead
And I'll be wishing I could spend it with you instead
'Cause every present, every song in the air
Only echoes every Christmas we used to share
[Verse 10]
Yeah, baby, I'm still holding out
For what we had and what is now
Another lonely Christmas ahead
[Verse 11]
So it's another lonely Christmas ahead
And I'll be wishing I could spend it with you instead
'Cause every present, every song in the air
Only echoes every Christmas we used to share
[Verse 12]
Yeah, baby, I'm still holding out
For what we had and what is now
Another lonely Christmas ahead
Another lonely Christmas ahead
[Verse 13]
Another lonely Christmas ahead
Written by: Max McElligott, Tom Chaplin
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