I miss my family
I miss it when you and me
Knew where to go,
Still had songs to sing
Winter was never meant to be
A time for warmth and company.
We are so used to living alone
And I know you won't forgive me when I
Say I wish we still had Christmas
Still had mornings, still had nights
But I know, I know
It all comes with good tidings
A broken family can still be a home
A home.
When I say I wish we still had Christmas
Still had mornings, still had nights
But I know, I know
It all comes with good tidings
A broken family can still be a home
A home.