NEIL w YOUNG

Lyrics

Here comes another Christmas
It’s such a happy time of year
All the stores are playing Christmas music
And children wait to sit on Santa’s knee
But I just miss you more and more
With every Christmas song that I hear
I think of all the things we did together
That’s what Christmas means to me

You were my Christmas
You were my decorated tree
All those things we did together
That’s what Christmas means to me

Frosty snowflakes gently falling
Santa’s coming soon
He’ll just go right past our house
When he sees your empty room
It’s going to be a blue, blue Christmas
When all I have is just my memories
I’ll think of all the things we did together
That’s what Christmas means to me

You were my Christmas
You were my decorated tree
All those things we did together
That’s what Christmas means to me

Christmas morning you can find me
In a melancholy blue state of mind
Every Christmas decoration
Reminds me of all those happy times
Oh how I wish you could surprise me
I dream I might wake up and find
Your Christmas stocking filled with Santa’s presents
And you home again with me at Christmas time

Oh how I wish you could surprise me
I dream I might wake up and find
Your Christmas stocking filled with Santa’s presents
And you home again with me at Christmas time

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