Family Tree - Dave Barnes

Family car we barely fit

Christmas time had come again

Bundled up to fight the freeze

Picking out the family tree

We decorate with clumsy hands

And hope that Santa

Comes again

And the morning wake to see

Gifts beneath the family tree

And I don’t know where I’m going

But I do know who I’ll be

'Cause memories and names like these all hang

On us the family tree

We’re older now

We all have changed

But we all have at the same old things

We’ll spend the night with memories

Gathered round the family tree

And I don’t where I’m going

But I do know who I’ll be

'Cause memories and names like these all hang

On us

We’re so much more than blood

We’re more than names

We’re bound by bonds that only God sustains

But, this time of year

We gather here

And I always know I’m home

There are voices now

Where silence was

The subtle signs of growing up

Where one is born another leaves

Branches on the family tree