be mine this christmas

Haha It's cold It's coldest in the nights I thought you would be mine this Christmas Ring, ring, ring, hear the bells ringing on the Christmas tree Minnesota winter, snow is glistening Yeah, but I'll be spending this one different Checked the fireplace and your stocking's missing Hard to celebrate when you're not here with me I'm writing from a distance So, I guess I'll be all alone this Christmas No, Santa didn't grant my wishes You and me, by the fire, kissing, baby Unwrap you like you was my gift, baby And you're top of my list now, baby How did we go out like this now, baby? Seen a star, had to make a wish now, baby My only wish is for you to come home but how does this sound, baby? Baby, I'll make the trip, I'll tell you what I'll sing it to you like this, I'll tell you what I thought you would be mine this Christmas Ring, ring, ring, hear the bells ringing on the Christmas tree Minnesota winter, snow is glistening But I'll be spending this one different Checked the fireplace and your stocking's missing Right now you're not here with me Writing from a distance So, I guess I'll be all alone this Christmas No, Santa didn't grant my wishes You and me, by the fire, kissing, baby Unwrap you like you was my gift, baby Since you don't wanna be friends, I should probably move on This issue, you don't wanna make amends Girl, I been tryna make this whole thing make sense You don't know I'm in it all the way to the end I been tripping off this situation I'm in, a lotta reminiscing Like me and you out at the Chalet last Winter Snow in your hair, tell me where you wanna go, I'm there Anywhere you wanna go, I'm there I really don't wanna be alone this year You know I'll make a trip, I'll tell you what (Sing it to you like) this, I'll tell you what I thought you would be mine this Christmas Ring, ring, hear the bells ringing on the Christmas tree Minnesota winter, snow is glistening Yeah, but I'll be spending this one different Checked the fireplace and your stocking's missing Hard to celebrate when you're not here with me I'm writing from a distance So, I guess I'll be all alone this Christmas --- be mine this christmas - Bryson Tiller