A Holiday Like This (feat. Ross Casey)

Now it’s London in the season

Tiny Tim’s time of year

Don’t ya know that Sydney in the summer

is just a bummer For gifts and good cheer

Up north is such a wonderland

The trees are glistening in the snow

Down here there’s plenty of sunshine

But it just doesn’t feel like home

No matter what side of the world that I’m on

It’s not the same yuletide bliss

I must come home for a holiday like this

Hear the carolers proclaiming

\'Tis the season for joy

And the stockings are all hung in a row

Wrappin’ gifts for every girl and boy

Every home is decorated

I miss the sparkling lights

Momma’s pumpkin pie aroma from the kitchen

Has got me wishing I was there tonight

Hey no matter what side of the world that I’m on

It’s not the same yuletide bliss

I’ve gotta come home for a holiday like this

Pack my suitcase I’ve had it

I’ll call a cab and go grab my jacket

Catch the next red eye back home tonight

It don’t matter what side of the world I wake up on

It’s not the same yuletide bliss

We’ve gotta come home for a holiday like this woah

Oh the holidays back home are just

Something that I don\'t wanna miss

Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way