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The years have passed, roads have turned, memories call, hearts have yearned
The fire burns, what lessons were learned, home for Christmas, dreams returned
Snowy tracks lead the way, through the hills where children play
A thousand miles, your hearts won't stray, I'm coming home on Christmas Day
Home for Christmas again, through the laughter, through the pain
The warmth, the love will remain, every road leads back to my domain
A table set, a candle's light, faces glow in the soft twilight
Through every mile, through every fight, home is where my heart ignites
The echoes of carols fill the air, familiar voices of love so rare
No place on earth can compare to the home that waits beyond despair
No matter how far we roam, through stones we brave, through seeds we sow
Christmas calls us back to the gnome, to the love and peace of our first home
So I'll pack my dreams, let the journey begin, through winters chill, through the world's din
This heart of mine, it beats within, for Christmas at home, my heart's twin
A table set, a candle's light, faces glow in the soft twilight
Through every mile, through every fight, home is where my heart ignites
The echoes of carols fill the air, familiar voices of love so rare
No place on earth can compare to the home that waits beyond despair
The table set, a candle's light, doors light, faces glow in the soft twilight
A table set, a candle's light, faces glow in the soft twilight
A table set, a candle's light, faces glow in the soft twilight
Faces glow in the soft, a remote little remain
Every road leads back to my domain
The table set, the candle's light, faces glow in the soft twilight
Through every mile, through every fight, home is where my heart ignites
The echoes of carols fill the air, familiar voices of love so rare
No place on earth can compare to the home that waits beyond despair
The echoes of carols fill the air, familiar voices of love so rare
Oh yeah
No place on earth may be compared to the home that waits beyond despair
No matter how far we roam Through stones we break, through seas we stone
Familiar voices of love, so rare
No matter how far we roam Through stones we break, through seas we stone
Christmas calls us back to the known To the love and peace of our first home
Familiar voices of love, so rare
so i'll pack my dreams let the journey begin through winter's chill through the world's den
this heart of mine it beats within for christmas at home my heart's twin