Coming To Town

Here comes the cold, bringing the snow
Bringing the color of rose, onto our cheeks and frozen bones
Here come the fires, Douglas Firs, cinnamon sticks and festive attire
Parties and people and appetizers
Christmas time is here
But happy holidays is just a phrase for me this year

'Cause you always hung the lights and I really tried
But they keep on falling down
And I put on your Sinatra record
I drop the needle but it's just classic plastic spinning around
Talking 'bout an old man in a red suit and his reindeer
On his way here right now
I wish it was you, who was coming to town

Here come the nights
Falling asleep to the soft glow of It's a Wonderful Life
The time of year no one's supposed to cry
Here comes the ache, wrapped in a bow
Of family and friends and the warmth of the fireplace
A full table, leaving one empty space
Christmas with you gone, to my lonely eyes
Merry and bright just looks wrong

'Cause you always hung the lights and I really tried
But they keep on falling down
And I put on your Bing Crosby record
I drop the needle but it's just classic plastic spinning around
Talking 'bout an old man in a red suit and his reindeer
On his way here right now
I wish it was you, who was coming to town

Wish you would knock on my door, smile that smile for me
Snow in your hair, hang up your coat, hold me by the tree

It's the only gift that I need

'Cause you always hung the lights and I really tried
But they keep on falling down
And I put on your Jackson Five record
I drop the needle but it's just classic plastic spinning round
Talking 'bout an old man in a red suit and reindeer
On his way here right now
I wish it was you, who was coming to town