When I was a boy it was freezin at night
Your heart was a furnace of magic and light
Now I yearn in the evening, burn in the dawn
So lonesome for all of the snow on your lawn
And I won’t be lonely

I got nothin to pack I got nothin to wrap
But I can’t be lonely
Got some smokes on the front and beer in the back
So I won’t be lonely

I been alone and I belong there
I been alone every way
I been alone and I belong there
I’m comin home Christmas day

Everything that’s come has gone
Every game and every storm
I could wake up by your stove
Every single Christmas morn

I’m losing my grip on your windy old road
And the winter just started exacting its toll
I’m riding with visions of you at your door
Your arms wide with forgiveness your smile like before
So we won’t be lonely

Heaven Means a Home



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