PhemieC - Home - A Christmas Fansong lyrics

You call me down for Christmas cake Although that's not a thing, I sigh but I take a plate, I take a bite and the look that you give me is heavy with pride You bring me sticks that you find in the wild and I count every one and then hang them over the fire with patterns of wire and bow then we roll on the carpet and howl in the snow There is a place that I'm home In condos, apartments, in suburbs and islands there is a face that I know and wherever it is I find that my Christmas isn't cold You wake me up by dumping presents on my bed and forcing my head into a hat that's red and white, then it's up to the roof for a snowball fight You get the brandy and offer me some although we both know I'm too young and when I refuse you're amused then pa** out so I turn on the reruns and watch them with you on the couch There is a place that I'm home In condos, apartments, in suburbs and islands there is a face that I know and wherever it is I find that my Christmas isn't cold that my Christmas isn't cold It's the end of the day and it's way too late but I log in just to say "Hi!" What's up? What did you get? What was your Christmas like? There is a place that I'm home In condos, apartments, in suburbs and islands there is a face that I know and wherever it is I find that my Christmas isn't cold my Christmas isn't cold (x6) Ho, ho, ho...home.