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Her house was where the family gathered every Christmas eve;
A feast was set on the table and gifts were placed beneath the tree.
Everything was picture perfect, Grandpa would laugh and say,
That woman spends the whole year getting ready for this day.
One year the leaves began to fall and her health began to fade;
We moved her to a place where they could watch her night and day.
But she kept making plans for Christmas from her little room;
She told everyone, Ill miss you but Ill be leaving soon.
Im going home for Christmas and Im going home to stay;
Im going home for Christmas and nothings gonna keep me away.
Ill be with the ones I love to celebrate the Saviors birth;
This gift will be worth more to me than anything on earth.
Im going home, home for Christmas.
All the leaves outside have fallen to be covered by the snow;
The family comes with food and gifts and Grandpa comes alone.
Theres a sadness in our silence as the Christmas storys read,
And with tears, Grandpa reminds us of the words that Grandma said.
Im going home for Christmas and Im going home to stay;
Im going home for Christmas and nothings gonna keep me away.
Shell be face to face with Jesus as we celebrate His birth,
And this gift will be worth more to her than anything on earth,
Cause shell be home.
And as we sing Joy to the World I cant help thinking
Of the joy thats in her eyes right now.
And though our hearts still ache, we know that as we celebrate,
Shes singing with the herald angels and heavens glowing on her face.
And now shes home for Christmas and now shes home to stay;
Shes home for Christmas, and nothin couldve kept her away.
Shell be face to face with Jesus, as we celebrate His birth,
And this gift will be worth more to her than anything on earth.
Shes home, shes home for Christmas.
She is home, shes home for Christmas.