You know I've hung the stockings with care
Setting the table for two this year
Wrapped all the presents their sitting under the tree
I'm waiting patient to hear
The quiet footsteps of eight reindeer
Have the perfect gift, but you'll just have to wait and see
Made a fire, to keep me warm
And it'll burn, 'til you come home
And it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
And it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
And it won't be Christmas,
Won't be Christmas
Won't be Christmas
'Til you're here
Honey you already know
That I been waiting under the mistle-toe
The lights are shining so bright
But I'm still alone
I made a fire to keep me warm
And it'll burn, 'til you come home
And it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
Oh it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
No it won't be Christmas,
Won't be Christmas
Won't be Christmas
'Til you're here
Looking at, the failing snow
And I'm so tired of being alone
I made a fire to keep me warm
And it'll burn, 'til you come home
And it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
No it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
Yeah it won't be Christmas,
Won't be Christmas
Won't be Christmas
'Til you're here
Oh it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
Yeah it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
And it won't be Christmas,
Won't be Christmas
Won't be Christmas
'Til you're here
It won't be Christmas
It won't be Christmas
It won't be Christmas (until you're here)
It won't be Christmas
It won't be Christmas
Won't be...
