Home For Christmas

I’ve been down some long roads

I’ve watched the seasons change

I’ve carried pieces of my childhood

Through every town I’ve played

But there’s something about December

That brings it all back clear

The voices, the kitchen,

the old front door

The people I hold dear

You can travel half the world

You can chase a thousand dreams But sometimes home is just a

feeling

That follows where you’ve been

I’m coming home for Christmas

Wherever home may be

There’s a place around the table

And a little room for me

I’ve got miles behind me

But tonight they don’t mean much

I’m coming home for Christmas

To the people that I love

Maybe home is Texas

With the highway rolling wide

Maybe it’s a little house in Tokyo

On the other side

Maybe it’s my father’s guitar

Still waiting by the wall

And my mother’s voice at Christmas

The sweetest sound of all

I’ve learned that home ain’t always

One particular place

Sometimes it’s the people

You can see in every face

So if you’re far from somebody

You’re wishing you could see

Send a little love across the distance

That’s what Christmas means to me ’Cause the years may change the

road beneath us And the places where we stay

But the ones who made us who we are Never really go

away

I’m coming home for Christmas

And I don’t care how far

Home is every voice I know

And every open door

I’ve got miles behind me

And memories in my heart

I’m coming home for Christmas

Back to where the good things start Yeah,

I’m coming home for Christmas Wherever home may be If there’s love

waiting somewhere That’s home enough for me