I'm coming home for Christmas and all its cheer
Been trying not to think about how much I've missed this year
Maggie's in the ninth grade and the band has taken off
Sometimes I wonder why I ever left the ones I love
Had to go grow up, had to find myself
It's been just four months. Sometimes I feel like someone else
The desert doesn't have a way to fill the spaces
That I dug into my heart the last time that I saw your faces
But I can hear the sleigh bells. The lights tell me only one thing. I am growing up but I'll never grow away
I'll still be the last one to wake up on Christmas morning
And come down the stairs to see the presents piled up against the fireplace
I'll still be the best friend who pays for the gas to get to
The movies when we need to forget the time and find some space
Remember when we had those deadlines for our songs
Afternoons in the back room and then the long drive home
I always used to think of how I didn't want to leave
And now it isn't so bad here but you better believe
That I haven't been to Wendy's since the last time that we went
There's something sacred in the value of the little cash we spent
Now I only hope the holidays don't fly by as fast
As the summer right before or the year before last
But I can hear the sleigh bells. The lights tell me only one thing. I am growing up but I'll never grow away
I'll still be the last one to wake up on Christmas morning
And come down the stairs to see the presents piled up against the fireplace
I'll still be the best friend who pays for the cash to get to
The movies when we need to forget the time and find some space
I'm coming home for Christmas and all it's cheer