() All the lights are coming on, now. How I wish that it would snow, now. I dont feel like going home, now. I wish that I could stay. All the trees are on display, now. And its c- o- l- d, now. I dont feel like going home, now. I wish that I could stay. I wish that I could walk, I wish that I could walk, you home. (repeat 1st. verse) Santas coming to town With sequins in his hair. Santas coming to town With sequins in his hair. (Lead with chords: