I Won't Be Home For Christmas Songtext
von The Boxmasters

Outside the window in my memory snow is coming down
I can smell the cedar and the cider all over town
The reality comes back and shakes me from my bed
The sound of rattling cages takes me out of my head


I won′t be home for Christmas this year
Just like the one before and the one before I'm here
In this cold steel and concrete I′ll be spending Christmas day
With plenty of company and this debt I have to pay

Every year at this time I think about what's fair
And why I didn't play that way and why I didn′t care
I′d give what's left of this stale life for one last breath to share
One moment with you frozen in the chill of Christmas air

I won′t be home for Christmas this year
Just like the ones before and the ones to come I fear
This icy prison yard is my winter wonderland
My innocence left footprints in the west taxes sands