Christmas Next Year

Twelve twenty-six and it’s 12:21
Christmas was here now it’s already gone, I suppose
Suppose that’s how it always goes
The lights on the tree, and the oversized socks
Before long they’re all going back in a box, I suppose
Suppose it’s how it’s gotta go
One season ends and another begins
So treasure each day 'cause each day is a gift
And just three-hundred and sixty-four more
'Til it’s Christmas again
The radio’s back to the regular songs
The sun melted most of the snow on the lawn, I suppose
Suppose that’s how it always goes
Out-of-state relatives back on the road
We had lots of fun now it’s time to go home, I suppose
Suppose by now I outta know
'Cause one season ends and another begins
So treasure each day 'cause each day is a gift
And just three-hundred and sixty-four more
'Til it’s Christmas again
Da da, da, da
Christmas again
It’s not what I got
It’s about what I give
In the thirty-one million seconds I live
In those three-hundred and sixty-four days
'Til it’s Christmas again
'Til it’s Christmas again
'Til it’s Christmas next year