Christmastime means laughter
To buckets in the snow ,
Caroling together
With faces of Love
Stockings on the mantel,
A wreath on the door
And my Merriest Christmas
Means just one thing more
Christmas Tree,
My Christmas Tree,
Lit up like a star
When I see my Christmas tree,
Can loved ones be far?
Christmas Tree, I'm certain
Wherever I roam ,
The glow from your branches
Will light my way home.
Ornaments collected
From every Christmas night,
Memories reflected
Through tin-sel and light
Gratefully we gather
As ever before
To rejoice in the season
And sing out once more.
Christmas Tree,
My Christmas Tree,
Lit up like a star
When I see my Christmas tree,
Can loved ones be far?
Christmas Tree, I'm certain
Wherever I roam,
The glow from your branches
Will light my way home.
It's Christmas!
It's Christmas
And I'm going home!
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