Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Niklas Gabrielsson with Martin Landström & His Orchestra
Niklas Gabrielsson with Martin Landström & His Orchestra
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Landstrom
Martin Landstrom
Composer
Niklas Gabrielsson Lind
Niklas Gabrielsson Lind
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Martin Landstrom
Martin Landstrom
Producer

Lyrics

I am packing my bags I am leaving
Think I’m going to Paris or Rome
I gotta get out of this god awful place
That I used to call my home
Maybe I’m going to London
I gotta find some place new
I’ll move to a dump in a faraway slum
To help me forget about you
I might be going to sunny California
I’ll go surfing the waves ’til I drown
I really don’t care, I will go anywhere
I just gotta get out of this town
’Cause I see you in every corner
All the buildings and streets wear your name
Go on tell me I’m free to do as I please
But without you it’s all the same
’Tis the season to be lonely
And this Christmas sure feels blue
I’ll go of my way to get out of this place
Where everything reminds me of you
All those memories of you they taunt me
But they’re all I have left since you’ve gone
The longer I stay there’s no getting away
Gotta find someplace new to be alone
You’ll be here with your friends and your family
All the loved ones that used to be mine
I’ll be out of your way and out of your life
And I am going out of my mind
’Tis the season to be lonely
And this Christmas is as sad as can be
I’d go of my way to get out of this place
To forget you’re not here with me
But wherever I go I’ll be thinking of you
Tis the season for feeling blue
Written by: Martin Landstrom, Niklas Gabrielsson Lind
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