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