I sure missed headin home from church on a cold and quiet night, listenin to the radio and seein all the lights
Of the town that we grew up in, the place that made me me, goin past the schools, the parks, all those memories
My favorite part of Christmas eve, I didn’t even know, in the past I maybe could have spent less of it in my phone
we’d get back home, settle in, find a movie on TV, a wonderful life, spendin time with the Griswolds or Ralphie

We’re makin plans now, to make it safe. I’m comin home, but it wont be the same

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How i wish we could be sittin warm and near that big old tree
With those ornaments, photographs of our family
But this little one is perfect here, fits in like a collage
This picture of our christmas in the garage

Verse
Sure it’s not ideal but it’s the best that we could do, sitting next to the scooter that we bought from Uncle Lou
I know behind the mask it’s hard to tell if I’m happy, but right here on this folding chair, there’s no place I’d rather be

I’m feelin grateful, but feelin blue. It won’t be easy, but we’ll make it through

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But I wish we could sittin be warm and near that big old tree
With those ornaments, photographs of our family
But this little one is perfect here, fits in like a collage
This picture of our christmas in the garage

Maybe somethin like a manger on that holy night
And I dont see no kings here, but I'd say we're being wise
This year felt like a desert, and today like a mirage
Celebrating christmas in the garage

Yeah havin us a christmas in the garage