The Light

You know I've hung the stockings with care
 Setting the table for two this year
 Wrapped all the presents their sitting under the tree
 I'm waiting patient to hear
 The quiet footsteps of eight reindeer
 Have the perfect gift, but you'll just have to wait and see
 Made a fire, to keep me warm
 And it'll burn, 'til you come home
 And it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
 And it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
 And it won't be Christmas,
 Won't be Christmas
 Won't be Christmas
 'Til you're here
 Honey you already know
 That I been waiting under the mistle-toe
 The lights are shining so bright
 But I'm still alone
 I made a fire to keep me warm
 And it'll burn, 'til you come home
 And it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
 Oh it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
 No it won't be Christmas,
 Won't be Christmas
 Won't be Christmas
 'Til you're here
 Looking at, the failing snow
 And I'm so tired of being alone
 I made a fire to keep me warm
 And it'll burn, 'til you come home
 And it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
 No it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
 Yeah it won't be Christmas,
 Won't be Christmas
 Won't be Christmas
 'Til you're here
 Oh it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
 Yeah it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh
 And it won't be Christmas,
 Won't be Christmas
 Won't be Christmas
 'Til you're here
 It won't be Christmas
 It won't be Christmas
 It won't be Christmas (until you're here)
 It won't be Christmas
 It won't be Christmas
 Won't be...