You know I've hung the stockings with care Setting the table for two this year Wrapped all the presents their sitting under the tree I'm waiting patient to hear The quiet footsteps of eight reindeer Have the perfect gift, but you'll just have to wait and see Made a fire, to keep me warm And it'll burn, 'til you come home And it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh And it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh And it won't be Christmas, Won't be Christmas Won't be Christmas 'Til you're here Honey you already know That I been waiting under the mistle-toe The lights are shining so bright But I'm still alone I made a fire to keep me warm And it'll burn, 'til you come home And it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh Oh it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh No it won't be Christmas, Won't be Christmas Won't be Christmas 'Til you're here Looking at, the failing snow And I'm so tired of being alone I made a fire to keep me warm And it'll burn, 'til you come home And it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh No it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh Yeah it won't be Christmas, Won't be Christmas Won't be Christmas 'Til you're here Oh it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh Yeah it won't be Christmas, oooh oooh And it won't be Christmas, Won't be Christmas Won't be Christmas 'Til you're here It won't be Christmas It won't be Christmas It won't be Christmas (until you're here) It won't be Christmas It won't be Christmas Won't be...