Home (Acoustic)

A crowded street, somewhere away from home

People all around while but i'm alone

I can’t help myself watching my teardrops in the snow

I should feel like christmas, but i don’t

It’s the time of the year

To be joyful

Have fun and be hopeful

Magic appears

And bad things go away

So I close my eyes

And see the fire light

Snow in the sky

The star is shining bright

I swear I can hear the angels sing

But can’t seem to take it in

Until I go back

To what i’ve always known

I guess it’s truly no place like home

Truly no place like home

Santas giving hugs out in the cold

Children singing carols, to whom they love

I do what I can, i got my mama on the phone

But I can’t feel christmas till I’m coming home

It’s the time of the year

To be joyful

Have fun and be hopeful

Magic appears

And bad things go away

So I close my eyes

And see the fire light

Snow in the sky

The star is shining bright

I swear I can hear the angels sing

But can’t seem to take it in

Until I go back

To what i’ve always known

I guess it’s truly no place like home

Truly no place like home