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This time of year I get together With the only grandma I got left I know these days won't last forever So I cherish every one I get That's the thing about the holidays All the simple things mean the most Like coming home on Christmas Eve Chevy headlights guiding me like a north star Showing me the way The smell of pine tree and apple spice The whole family's home tonight Sitting round the fire humming holiday songs I'm gonna miss this kind of Christmas when it's gone Dad's got the lights up on the front porch Mom hung the angel on the tree She tried so hard to keep our fingers Off that cherry pie before we eat We remember when my grandad was around He really loved this time of year Like coming home on Christmas Eve Chevy headlights guiding me like a north star SongtexteShowing me the way Smell that oak log fireplace 3 brothers and a football game We'll all sit down for supper before too long I'm gonna miss this kind of Christmas when it's gone You know the years can fly They can pass us by, they can leave behind the days that we know But I've got to try and live my life Like it's the last time that I'll go Home on Christmas Eve Chevy headlights guiding me like a north star Showing me the way And I don't think it's a time to waste We only really have today to make these memories with Dad and Mom I'm gonna miss this kind of Christmas when it's gone So I wanna live this kind of Christmas before it's gone O 'til it's gone So this Christmas I'm going home Aus Songtexte Mania