It was 9 after 25. You came into the world

Chicago winter windchill welcomes baby girl

Hunkered down by the blaze in our living room

Learning how to be a Dad, sure I missed some cues

Our little team kept you ever on the go

We were driving over mountains, let the ocean meet your toes

But four Christmases gone, all this time passed

Hard to see you growing up with every single lap

Stocking with your name it’s lit by the fireplace

First thing we bought whеn we were picking out your first namе

And a tree too tall for your short-ass Dad

Who insists he can carry it...he can’t

Sit quietly as you’re drifting off to sleep

Thinkin ‘bout your journey and the memories you’ll keep

Cuz even if we’re crazy, have a tendency to roam

I hope that Christmas always feels like coming home

A warm hug that cuts through the winter cold

Too much excitement to contain for a three-year-old

All your favorite babies, Minnie blanket on the bed

Another stitch from the weaving of your life’s thread

Bring this feeling with you everywhere you go

Keep in the hot summer keep it with you when you’re cold

If we’re ever far apart, I want you to know

Our love is always here, you can always come home

Bright lights that emblazon every branch

Making shadows on the ceiling, so we’re staring in a trance

Wasn’t always white, but the weather’s always freezing

And my heart still grows three sizes every season

Tree adorned with ornaments, memories we cherish

We absorb euphoria so that we can share it

Take a second to remember those who passed

Grateful I’ve got Mom and Dad

Cinnamon rolls and “Cheers” when you’re older

Another log on the fire when its colder

Stack of Rat Pack vinyls on the record player

OK it’s Spotify, I was just playin’

Singing Hark, like the angel share the herald

Snuggle in to watch Gonzo tell a Christmas Carol

Nowhere to be and nobody on a phone

Hope that Christmas always feels like coming home

A warm hug that cuts through the winter cold

Too much excitement to contain for a three-year-old

All your favorite babies, Minnie blanket on the bed

Another stitch from the weaving of your life’s thread

And bring this feeling with you everywhere you go

Keep in the hot summer and keep it with you when you’re cold

If we’re ever far apart, then I need you to know that our

Love is always here and you can always come home