From the recording Christmas/Holiday
original song, acoustic ballad, male vocal
Lyrics
All of us are here at last family and friends
Another year’s flown by so fast and here we are again
Christmas is for children, now I’ve got children of my own
We’re all home for Christmas and Christmas makes it home
We’re all here at Grandma’s house, she’s been planning this for months
It’s Crosby or it’s Bublé, Champagne or beer or punch
I remember all the good ones and the ones I spent alone
When I think of Christmas, Christmas takes me home
Photographs, memories, life the way used to be
Carols slightly out of tune, smiles and laughter 'round the room
It all comes flooding back today, it’s just a Christmas card away
Of all the moments in my life, they’re the best I’ve ever known
When I think of Christmas,
When I think of Christmas,
When I think of Christmas,
Christmas takes me home