[Verse]
Snow don’t stick, but the memories cling,
Streetlights flicker, a broken-winged king.
Ornaments boxed, dusty, out of sight,
Tree in the corner, but it don’t feel right.
Cafes cold, empty cups on the table,
Faded postcards, wishing I was able.
Homesick hunger, a feast in my mind,
Every flavor a memory rewind.
[Chorus]
How much I miss my country at Christmas,
Echoes of laughter, the warmth, the forgiveness.
How much I miss the bells and the pine,
Just one more night under stars that are mine.
[Verse 2]
Footsteps on cobblestones, echoes stretch thin,
Carols in the air, where the magic begins.
Here, it's all neon, the city's a maze,
But back home, the stars cut through the haze.
Grandma’s kitchen, that cinnamon burn,
Candles flicker, traditions return.
Hearthstone cracking, stories unfold,
Here, it’s just Wi-Fi and nights bitter cold.
[Bridge]
Letters I write but never send,
Calls I plan but always suspend.
Miles can’t measure the ache in my chest,
This season’s a test, I just want to rest.