At home the Christmas snow is falling

I see it clear so far away

I hear the happy voices calling

See the children at their play.

 

Every Yuletide brings its reason

To celebrate old ways before

Family gathered for the Season

Friends and neighbours at the door.

 

Whatever in my life forsakes me

Wherever in the world I go

I bless this heart that always takes me

Home again for Christmas snow.

 

Inside, holly 'round each doorway

Mistletoe as well there'll be

Bright-wrapped presents on the floor stay

Waiting underneath the tree.

 

Outside, church bells are car-olling

Soft flakes dust the things they find

And Christmas snow is surely falling

In many another far-off mind.

 

Whatever in my life forsakes me

Wherever in the world i go

I bless this heart that always takes me

Home again for Christmas snow.

 

At home the Christmas snow is falling

I see it clear across the miles

I hear those happy voices calling

See those dear familiar smiles

 

Every Yuletide brings new reason

To celebrate old days of yore

Family gathered for the Season

Friends and neighbours at the door.

 

Whatever in my life forsakes me

Wherever in the world I go

I bless this heart that always takes me

Home again for Christmas snow.

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(Vocal recording - Peter Dymond)