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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Bradley
Bob Bradley
Performer
Alistair Griffin
Alistair Griffin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Bradley
Bob Bradley
Composer
Alistair Griffin
Alistair Griffin
Composer
Abi Alton
Abi Alton
Composer
Adam Dennis
Adam Dennis
Composer

Lyrics

Packing up my bags And putting on my coat I'm gonna jump the last train That'll take me home Didn't ask for much In the letter that I wrote The one thing on my list Was not to be alone It's Christmas time in the city The streets are paved with gold I look around, it's so pretty But I still feel alone If I could make it home Back where I belong At Christmas time Coming home to you my love Trying to find my way Through all the busy crowds The ... play that all-familiar sound Shop windows filled Bags are overflowing too But I don't want these things 'Cos all I need is you It's Christmas time in the city The streets are paved with gold I look around, it's so pretty But I still feel alone If I could make it home Back where I belong At Christmas time Coming home to you my love City madness, I will leave So I am back for Christmas eve With every minute, every hour I'm a little bit closer to ya It's Christmas time in the city The streets are paved with gold I look around, it's so pretty But I won't be alone If I could make it home Back where I belong At Christmas time Coming home to you my love At Christmas time Coming home to you my love
Writer(s): Alistair Griffin, Bradley Bob, Adam William Dennis, Abigail Sarah Alton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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