I've taken all my things from work
I've gathered all the gifts for her
I'm driving down the motorway
Oh I’m Coming home for Christmas Day

Now I’ve got a song stuck in my head
Dreaming of hot chocolate in bed
And I just can't wait to be next to you
Oh I hope you have a Merry Christmas too

You like a bailey, a glass of stout
My Uncles drunk so ill kick him out
I hope that this won’t be the end
If one more Christmas we can spend
Filling stockings full of toys
Passing gifts to girls and boys
But I won’t feel the Christmas in me
If your not under the Christmas tree

I'm playing games with family and friends
This food is good the eating never ends
But I'm missing one thing that's on my mind
Oh Christmas ain't here till you are mine

So I sat and waited warm by the fire
Wait for the door to fulfill my desire
And I see you walking in from the snow
Oh thank god finally Christmas is home
You like a bailey, a glass of stout
My Uncles drunk so ill kick him out
I hope that this won’t be the end
If one more Christmas we can spend
Filling stockings full of toys
Passing gifts to girls and boys
But I won’t feel the Christmas in me
If your not under the Christmas tree