Small Mercies

Here I am once again
Queuing up for some hot food
Coming in from the cold
I'm so thankful for small mercies like these

You asked how I got here, well I just don't know,
I guess it's down to the luck of the draw
You know, they say
You're never more than three months away from the streets
And in one fell swoop I lost the life I knew
Lost my wife, my kids, my job, my home

Dear God, I'm not a praying man, but
I haven't seen my children in so long
So, please, give me a break
It's Christmas, after all

What I miss most of all
Is my lovely children
And I pray that one day
I may see them once again

Wish that I could see their faces one more time
Wonder if they'd want to see me too
Maybe on, maybe on Christmas Day?

And I'm hoping and I'm praying
That you'll come back, come back for Christmas Day
And I'm wishing on a star
That you're not far, not far away
And I'm hoping and I'm praying
That you'll come back, come back for Christmas Day
And I'm wishing on a star
That you're not far, not far away
And I'm hoping and I'm praying
That you'll come back, come back for Christmas Day
And I'm wishing on a star
That you're not far, not far away
And I'm hoping and I'm praying
That you'll come back, come back for Christmas Day
And I'm wishing on a star
That you're not far, not far away
And I'm hoping and I'm praying
That you'll come back, come back for Christmas Day
And I'm wishing on a star
That you're not far...