All the Pretty Lights

Out there in the darkness Just beyond my reach Broken little parts of A faded memory Three pyjama'd brothers Cross-legged on the floor Arguing which of us wanted Christmas to come more The playroom door swings open In come Mum and Dad They sit down on the sofa I get up on Mum's lap We're flying down to London town Now, what do you think of that? And I saw all the pretty lights shining I looked at all the pretty lights out there I thought of all the other kids And if they felt the way I did I could feel my little heart beating So many questions running through my mind As I looked at those pretty lights shining The family in the Big Smoke Snow and taxi cabs Was there snow? I don't know It's all mixed up with Peter Pan Oh, battleships and waxworks Pantomimes, museums And finally on Regent Street The toy shop of my dreams Everybody grows up Things can't stay the same What I'd give just to relive A single hour again Childhood's lost forever now But childish joy remains When I see all the pretty lights shining Just look at all the pretty lights out there Check out the faces on the kids They're feeling the way you once did I can feel my aged heart beating The terror and excitement intertwine When I look at those pretty lights shining I'm cross-legged on the floor At Christmas time