We come in from our travels
Lay our gifts beneath the tree
My mother's in the kitchen
The parade is on TVMy father's with his father
They're setting out some toys
The kids all want the train he's had
Since he was a boyTo be with You, to be with You
I love this time of year
It always brings me here
To be with YouI fall in with my sisters
Just like when we were young
My grandma holds the baby
She rocks and softly humsWe gather round the table
We close our eyes and sing
Praise God from whom all blessings flowTo be with You, to be with You
I love this time of year
It always brings me here
To be with YouPraise God from whom all blessings flowWe set our milk and cookies
The kids are quick to bed
They know St. Nick is coming
And nothing need be saidWe gather by the fire
Reminiscing by its light
The kids will be up early
But it's hard to say goodnightTo be with You, to be with You
I love this time of year
It always brings me hereTo be with You, to be with You
I love this time of year
It always brings me here
To be with You