Christmastime in Brooklyn And I wander the streets alone All of the lights are lovely But I just wish that I was home I wanna go to a place I know The faces around my table I know there won't be Christmas snow But I'd rather just be home Christmastime, oh Christmastime I'm standing in the glow Of endless lights It's a lovely sight But nowhere's quite like home I wanna go to a place I know The faces around my table I know there won't be Christmas snow But I'd rather just be home Oohs I wanna go to a place I know The faces around my table I know there won't be Christmas snow But I'd rather just be home Of the places I've been And the places I'll go The faces I've seen And the ones that I won't There's just one thing That I've always known I'll never Find better Than home