I can picture what Mom and Dad are doing right now
Mom is writing Christmas cards, the tree's all decked out
Dad's up on the ladder hanging those icicle lights
And I bet they'll spike their eggnog tonight
This time of year I always feel so far away
But I'm counting down the days
Christmas is coming
And I'm coming home
We'll gather round the fire
Maybe it'll snow
All the carols and the candy canes can only get you so close
(Cuz) Christmas is coming home
The soldier's packed a duffle bag, [he's/she's] headed to Ft. Bragg
The student on the Greyhound on an overnight trip back
Everyone's got someone they just can't wait to see
A long lost friend or family