Lonely Time Of Year
There's something about the carols
Or something about the booze
That makes me think I've got nothing left to lose
Cause the Yule log's burning brightly
But I'm here on Christmas Eve
Thinking maybe it's time for me to leave
Every station's playing I'll be Home for Christmas
How the melody once filled me with good cheer
But with every glass you pour I feel more sorrow
In this house it's a Lonely Time Of Year
I hung up our old stockings
From a hook above the hearth
Wishing the year would end
With a fresh start
There's tinsel on my suitcase
I hid the mistletoe
Well, maybe it's time for me to go
Every station's playing I'll be Home for Christmas
How the melody once filled me with good cheer
But with every glass you pour I feel more sorrow
In this house it's a Lonely Time Of Year
It's an icy two-lane blacktop
Wallet's short on cash
I always have a reason holding me back
While the snow falls like confetti
I'm weeping on the tree
Cause the truth is I'm longing to be free
And that star up in the night sky
That's shining through the snow
Think it's telling me it's time for me to go
Every station's playing I'll be Home for Christmas
How the melody once filled me with good cheer
But with every glass you pour I feel more sorrow
You may be home but you're never really here
In this house it's a Lonely Time Of Year
Or something about the booze
That makes me think I've got nothing left to lose
Cause the Yule log's burning brightly
But I'm here on Christmas Eve
Thinking maybe it's time for me to leave
Every station's playing I'll be Home for Christmas
How the melody once filled me with good cheer
But with every glass you pour I feel more sorrow
In this house it's a Lonely Time Of Year
I hung up our old stockings
From a hook above the hearth
Wishing the year would end
With a fresh start
There's tinsel on my suitcase
I hid the mistletoe
Well, maybe it's time for me to go
Every station's playing I'll be Home for Christmas
How the melody once filled me with good cheer
But with every glass you pour I feel more sorrow
In this house it's a Lonely Time Of Year
It's an icy two-lane blacktop
Wallet's short on cash
I always have a reason holding me back
While the snow falls like confetti
I'm weeping on the tree
Cause the truth is I'm longing to be free
And that star up in the night sky
That's shining through the snow
Think it's telling me it's time for me to go
Every station's playing I'll be Home for Christmas
How the melody once filled me with good cheer
But with every glass you pour I feel more sorrow
You may be home but you're never really here
In this house it's a Lonely Time Of Year
Credits
Writer(s): Darby Orr, Arielle Abra Silver
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