The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting On An Open Fire) (duet with John Legend)

de Lawrence

I'm sorry that I cry a lot
I know I'm so pathetic
But I would rather risk the pain
Than wish I'd never felt it

I'm sorry that I cry a lot
It's not something I'm proud of
But I would rather cry a lot
Than live my life without ya

So we'll say
The problem's gone, but it is not, and that's okay
We can take it day by day

I'm sorry that I cry a lot
Oh, what is wrong with me?
But I promise I will figure it out

I'll figure it out, I'll figure it out, I'll figure it out

I'm sorry for the things I said
I really didn't mean them
In my eyes, it was all good vibes
I wish you could have seen them

I hate to make you insecure
I swear, I'm so proud of you
And I've never sung these words before
But you deserve, I love you

And we'll say
The problem's gone, but it is not, and that's okay
We'll save it for another day

I'm sorry for the things I said
Oh, what is wrong with me?
But I promise I will figure it out

Figure it out, we'll figure out
We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out
We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out
Yeah-yeah

Figure it out, we'll figure out
We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out
We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out
Yeah-yeah

We'll figure it out, we'll figure out
We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out
Figure it out, we'll figure it out (we gotta, we gotta, we gotta)
Yeah-yeah

We'll figure it out, we'll figure out (we're gonna figure it out)
We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out
Figure it out, we'll figure it out (na, na, na, na, na)
(Na na na)

Figure it out, we'll figure out
We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out
We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out
Yeah-yeah

Figure it out, we'll figure out
We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out
We'll figure it out, we'll figure it out
(Don't lose sight, baby, don't lose sight)

I got a hotel TV
Ain't nobody here to watch it with me
Na-na na-na na-na na-na
Na-na na-na na-na na-na
And I say I'll see you soon
You're kinda lookin' like a stranger (you know you're beautiful)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
At twenty-three, you'll say goodbye
Can we talk, can we talk?
So much talk about the weather (you know you're beautiful)
And I'm gettin' sick and tired of these
Don't lose sight, baby, don't lose sight

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