You call me down for christmas cake
Although that's not a thing, I sigh
But I take a plate, I take a bite
And the look that you give me is heavy with pride
You bring me sticks that you find in the wild
And I count every one and then hang them
Over the fire with patterns of wire and bow
Then we roll on the carpet and howl in the snow


There is a place that I'm home
In condos, apartments, in suburbs and islands
There is a face that I know
And wherever it is I find that my christmas isn't cold
You wake me up by dumping presents
On my bed and forcing my head
Into a hat that's red and white,
Then it's up to the roof for a snowball fight


You get the brandy and offer me some
Although we both know I'm too young
And when I refuse you're amused then pass out
So I turn on the reruns and watch them with you on the couch
There is a place that I'm home
In condos, apartments, in suburbs and islands
There is a face that I know
And wherever it is I find that my christmas isn't cold
That my christmas isn't cold


It's the end of the day and it's way too late
But I log in just to say "hi!"
What's up? What did you get? What was your christmas like?
There is a place that I'm home
In condos, apartments, in suburbs and islands
There is a face that I know
And wherever it is I find that my christmas isn't cold
My christmas isn't cold
Ho, ho, ho...home

Composição: Colaboração e revisão: Amanda Bittencourt

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