| Song | No Christmas for Me |
| Artist | Zee Avi |
| Album | Brushfire Holiday's, Vol. 1: This Warm December |
| No, there won't be Christmas for me this year | |
| For the simple reason being you're not here | |
| There won't be eggnogs by the cozy fire | |
| There won't be glasses of mulled wine either | |
| There won't even be a Christmas tree | |
| 'cause you're not here to light it up with me | |
| Oh, Santa honey, won't you bring my baby back to me? | |
| 'cause i miss him, yes, i miss him oh so dearly | |
| I haven't sent him his Christmas card | |
| 'cause that would mean we really are apart | |
| The Christmas stockings are as empty as my heart | |
| I know you're away doing something good | |
| But just this once, baby, if you could | |
| You know you can, and you know should | |
| 'cause Christmas won't be Christmas… | |
| without you | |
| Two days to Christmas and i'm still waiting outside | |
| Wishing upon a star that you'll be coming home tonight | |
| But it was cold, it was getting late | |
| Sadly, i crept back into bed | |
| But then i felt a soft kiss on my cheek | |
| I opened my eyes, and there my baby was… | |
| with me. | |
| My baby came back for me | |
| Merry Christmas, baby |
| No, there won' t be Christmas for me this year | |
| For the simple reason being you' re not here | |
| There won' t be eggnogs by the cozy fire | |
| There won' t be glasses of mulled wine either | |
| There won' t even be a Christmas tree | |
| ' cause you' re not here to light it up with me | |
| Oh, Santa honey, won' t you bring my baby back to me? | |
| ' cause i miss him, yes, i miss him oh so dearly | |
| I haven' t sent him his Christmas card | |
| ' cause that would mean we really are apart | |
| The Christmas stockings are as empty as my heart | |
| I know you' re away doing something good | |
| But just this once, baby, if you could | |
| You know you can, and you know should | |
| ' cause Christmas won' t be Christmas | |
| without you | |
| Two days to Christmas and i' m still waiting outside | |
| Wishing upon a star that you' ll be coming home tonight | |
| But it was cold, it was getting late | |
| Sadly, i crept back into bed | |
| But then i felt a soft kiss on my cheek | |
| I opened my eyes, and there my baby was | |
| with me. | |
| My baby came back for me | |
| Merry Christmas, baby |