Letras
Thinking back when I was three
My grandpa would be lifting me
To put the angel on the tree
I never wanted to come down
Then when I was nine or ten
Nana saved the day again
Baking in her red apron
And she'd spin me round and round
And everything was magical
With your hand in mine I never felt alone
Christmas always reminds me
Of what made me and defines me
Cause Christmas always takes me back home
Fourteen was an awkward age
But they smiled as I turned the page
I was always dreaming of the stage
Singing carols in the back of your car
When my heart broke at twenty—four
They were waiting for me at the door
And showed me family was more
Than pictures on a holiday card
Like a flower growing through the snow
I knew that I would never be alone
Christmas always reminds me
Of what made me and defines me
Cause Christmas always takes me back home, back home, back home
Christmas always takes me back home
Now my boy is almost tall as me
Daddy helps him put the angel on the tree
We're there for him like you were there for me
Cause Christmas always reminds me
Of what made me and defines me
'Cause Christmas always takes me back home