Christmas Is Home - Oscar Lang

I’ve taken all my things from work

I’ve gathered all my gifts for her

And I’m driving down the motorway

Oh, I’m coming home for Christmas Day

Now I’ve got a song stuck in my head

And I’m dreaming of hot chocolate in bed

And I just can’t wait to be next to you

Oh, I hope you have a merry Christmas too

You like a Baileys, a glass of stout

My uncle’s drunk so I’ll kick him out

I hope that this won’t be the end

If one more Christmas we can spend

Filling stockings full of toys

Passing gifts to girls and boys

But I won’t feel the Christmas in me

If you’re not under the Christmas tree

I’m playing games with family and friends

This food is good, the eating never ends

But I’m missing one thing that’s on my mind

Oh, Christmas ain’t here till you are mine

So I sat and waited warm by the fire

And I’ll wait for the door to fulfill my desire

And I see you walking in from the snow

Oh, thank God finally Christmas is home

You like a Baileys, a glass of stout

My uncle’s drunk so I’ll kick him out

I hope that this won’t be the end

If one more Christmas we can spend

Filling stockings full of toys

Passing gifts to girls and boys

But I won’t feel the Christmas in me

If you’re not under the Christmas tree