Maybe by Next Christmas

December wind is waking up the desert
Squint your eyes, it almost looks like snow
I don't mean to write about the weather
Maybe by next Christmas I'll be home

She's bigger in the pictures that you sent me
I'd sure like to hear her say my name
If fate is kind and fortune don't prevent me
Maybe by next Christmas I'll be home

I don't mind the silent nights
The starlight or the view
But I'd give a thousand Christmases
To spend this one with you

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December wind is waking up the desert
Pray that peace will blow in with the cold
I hate to say I love you in a letter
Maybe by next Christmas I'll be home
Maybe by next Christmas I'll be home



Credits
Writer(s): Karyn Lorraine Thurston, Benjamin Grace Gilmore
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