I really don't want much for Christmas . . .

Maybe just peace and while you're listening,

It couldn't hurt and might be nice,

If what the season brings could last beyond one silent night.

I really don't want much for Christmas.

No, hunger's high upon my wish list,

No fancy toys, please give instead

A roof above each homeless child's head.

It's all so grand and jolly.

We deck the halls with boughs of holly,

Yuletide carols and cozy fires,

But somewhere there's no rejoicing.

I really don't want much for Christmas.

You could lose hate, and I'd be blissful.

Make all the madness disappear,

That's it for what I wish.

No diamond-studded gifts.

I really don't want much this year, but love.

"I Really Don't Want Much for Christmas"

Chris Botti