[Verse 1]
Paper crown on the nightstand
Cardboard star on the TV glow
Plastic tree in the hallway
Flickers on
Then settles low
Nurse says
“They’re probably busy”
Tapes my stocking to the wall
I nod like it’s nothing
But I feel every missed call
[Chorus]
I’m coming home for Christmas
Even if it’s just in my mind
I can see you round that table
Every chair in a straight little line
If my legs won’t take me to you
I’ll let my memories do the drive
I’m coming home for Christmas
If only from this side
[Verse 2]
Turkey tray on the plastic
Gravy boat in a paper cup
Watch the snow on the window
Watch the clock
Then give it up
Tell myself you’re all laughing
Burning bread
Leaving lights turned on
I hold tight to that picture
So the hurt feels half as strong
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Maybe next year
Someone’s knocking
Arms full of coats and cold red cheeks
Maybe next year
I’ll be waiting
Right by the door
Feet on your old front street
But tonight I press this call bell
Ask them to dim these humming lights
Close my eyes and I am walking
Down our path through quiet white
[Chorus]