Christmas at Home

Christmas at Home - Tyrone Wells

Written by：Tyrone Wells

Christmas trees Christmas lights

The joy is real in my heart tonight

I'm coming home to my family

Beautiful as it can be

Just in time for Christmas Eve

I'm driving down my childhood streets

Floaded by the memories

Old friends and running free

I'm coming out of the cold

I'm coming out of the cold

From the sidewalk I see the glory

Coming out of the cold

To Christmas at home

As a young man I flew away

To chase my dreams for a better day

It's funny how we passing time

Helps you realize

Maybe all I really need

Is behind that door waiting for me

All the sweets implissity

Of a loving family

I'm coming out of the cold

I'm coming out of the cold

From the sidewalk I see the glory

I'm coming out of the cold

I'm coming out of the cold

I'm coming out of the cold

From the sidewalk I feel the glory

Coming out of the cold

To Christmas at home

Christmas at home

I ring the doorbell and hold my breath

I'm so close now just one more step

In the arms of my family

Beautiful as it can be