(Phil Dillon) As a child they were the world to me I was the quiet and trusting kind She gave me love, he gave me honesty He told me he and mom couldn't get along It was time for him to leave I said, "Now that it's not your home Who's gonna sing me off to sleep Now that you're on your own Who's gonna answer when I call you" At the sound of the tone, just a voice on the phone Now that we're not a family What did I do to make you both so mad I know it must have been my fault We share the memories that we all had but they're hard to hold, in December's cold And I know that they won't bring you back Now that it's not your home Who's gonna help us trim the tree Now that you've got your own Will you be here on Christmas morning Wipe the sleep from my eyes, check your room, no surprise Now that we're not a family I've memorized some things about you But they're an undependable substitute without you Now that it's not your home You've got a brand new family A new baby of your own Pretty soon she'll call you daddy And you'll always be there, something we'll never share Now that we're not a family At the sound of the tone, "Sorry we're not home" Now that we're not a family