icicles on lighted string

carols sung in the snow

church bells ring, oh holy night

but to me, they don’t make a sound

’cause it’s not christmas till you come around

presents wrapped under the tree

stockings filled with hope

even the brightest star that i can see

don’t shine so bright for me now

’cause it’s not christmas till you come around

you’ve been in that big city

busy being busy

i’ve been here in this small town

prayin’, wishin’, waiting

all the time it’s taking

oh, you must be close by now

by now

you’ve been in that big city

busy being busy

i’ve been here in this small town

prayin’, wishin’, waiting

all the time it’s taking

oh, you must be close by now

by now

i’ll leave a sp-ce under the mistletoe

i won’t let this fire burn down

and when your car pulls in the driveway

and i hear your voice callin’ out

i swear i’ll run straight from this house

’cause it’s not christmas till you come around