| William and Rose sit on the settee
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| Wearing clothes from another day
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| They sit close together two halves of a whole
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| Watching the grandchildren play
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| The lights of their memories shine in their eyes
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| As the young ones tumble free
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| It’s bitter and sweet as they recognize
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| All the old songs 'round the tree
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| Love comes home for Christmas
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| Love comes home again
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| Love comes home for Christmas
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| Every now and then
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| Little faces believing
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| Make Rose start to rain
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| And Willie takes her hand
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| It’s getting late and the little ones yawn
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| They’re ready for Christmas day
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| William and Rose by the light of the embers
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| Kiss them along their way
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| Memories of children so long ago
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| All grown up and fighting the fight
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| But William an dRose sit on the settee
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| Their hearts are so full tonight
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| Love comes home for Christmas
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| Love comes home again
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| Love comes home for Christmas
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| Every now and then
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| Little faces believing
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| Make Rose start to rain
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| And Willie takes her hand |