All I Ever Get for Christmas Is Blue - Matthew Perryman Jones, Whissell

All I Ever Get For Christmas Is Blue

Strings of lights above the bed

Curtains drawn and a glass of red

All I ever get for Christmas is blue

Saxophone on the radio

Recorded forty years ago

All I ever get for Christmas is blue

When you play my song

Play it slowly

Play it like I’m sad and lonely

Maybe you can solve my mystery

Wrap me in your arms and whisper

You miss me Weatherman says it’s miserable

But the snow is so beautiful

All I ever get for Christmas is blue

It would take a miracle

To get me out to a shopping mall

All I really want for Christmas is you

Let them ring the bells

They won’t miss us

I’ll be drinking down your kisses

Deep into the night we’ll go stealing

Underneath a starry ceiling

Revealing

White lights on the Christmas tree

Thank God you are here with me All I ever get for Christmas is blue

All I ever get for Christmas is blue

All I ever get for Christmas is blue