Family car we barely fit
Christmas time had come again
Bundled up to fight the freeze
Picking out the family treeWe decorate with clumsy hands
And hope that Santa
Comes again
And the morning wake to see
Gifts beneath the family treeAnd I don't know where I'm going
But I do know who I'll be
'Cause memories and names like these all hang
On us the family tree
We're older now
We all have changed
But we all have at the same old things
We'll spend the night with memories
Gathered round the family treeAnd I don't where I'm going
But I do know who I'll be
'Cause memories and names like these all hang
On usWe're so much more than blood
We're more than names
We're bound by bonds that only God sustainsBut, this time of year
We gather here
And I always know I'm home
There are voices now
Where silence was
The subtle signs of growing up
Where one is born another leaves
Branches on the family tree
