Through the open window I hear the Christmas song,
I can see the fireplace burning lone
The streets are filled with snow,
I'm leaving my footprints where I go,
And I'm coming home,
I'm coming home...
Silver bells in the air ringing in Christmas time.
You know that I'll be there to celebrate Christmas time.
Holding you close and tight beneath the Christmas tree.
The only thing that counts
That you are here with me.
I see children writing postcards to Santa Claus,
Open day they'll get their favorite toys.
My friends call on the phone,
I wish that everyone's at home.
I'm coming home...
It's good to be home!
Silver bells in the air ringing in Christmas time.
I know that I'll be there to celebrate Christmas time.
Holding you close and tight beneath the Christmas tree.
The only thing that counts
That you are here with me.
Bells are a sign of hope,
Bells are a sign of piece.
This is the most wonderful time of the year!
Silver bells in the air ringing in Christmas time.
I know that I'll be there to celebrate Christmas time.
Holding you close and tight beneath the Christmas tree.
The only thing that counts
That you are here with me
