Verse 1
Lights in every window, laughter spilling down the hall.
I pour another cup of cider, smile politely at them all.
Their warmth is real, I feel it—yet it never reaches far.
There’s a space beside me, quiet as a winter star.

Chorus
Merry Christmas, everyone—at least I hope it’s true.
I’m wrapped in all this joy, but something’s shining blue.
I love the love around me, but I’m wondering tonight:
Will I ever find the someone who makes the season bright?

Verse 2
I help them hang the tinsel, hear the stories they repeat.
I’m grateful for the comfort, all the faces soft and sweet.
But when the music settles and the room begins to thin,
I feel the cold December drifting softly through my skin.

Chorus
Merry Christmas, everyone—at least I hope it’s true.
I’m wrapped in all this joy, but something’s shining blue.
I love the love around me, but I’m wondering tonight:
Will I ever find the someone who makes the season bright?

Bridge
Maybe next December, maybe someday soon,
When the clock strikes midnight under some forgiving moon.
Till then I’ll keep on singing, holding hope within my hands,
Standing in the glow of lights I barely understand.

Final Chorus
Merry Christmas, everyone—your joy is mine to borrow.
I’ll carry it a little while to warm tomorrow’s sorrow.
I love the love around me, but I whisper to the night:
Will I ever find the someone who makes my own heart light?