[Intro] [Instrumental, soft piano and brushed drums] [Verse 1] [Smooth tenor - quiet and reflective] Fifth Avenue at Christmas time and snow falling on the street Kay's holding all the packages and I'm holding her so sweet We bought a tie for Fredo and something nice for Ma But every time I see her smile I think about my Pa He wants me at the table and wants me in the life But I came home from Guadalcanal to make her my wife She don't know about the business and she don't need to know I'm trying to build something different than the status quo [Chorus] [Building emotion - conflicted and passionate] I'm caught between two different worlds tonight One hand holds my medals and one holds what ain't right On Christmas Eve I'm wondering which man I'm gonna be The soldier or my father's son - who's staring back at me? Two different worlds and I'm standing in between Trying to stay clean and trying to stay clean [Verse 2] [Frustration building - emotional intensity] I killed men for my country and got decorated twice Pop said "What miracles you do for strangers" - cut me like a knife I chose to fight for freedom and chose to serve this land But he sees it as betrayal that I won't shake his hand The family's got their fingers in everything that moves Judges in their pocket and cops who approve I went to Dartmouth College and I was gonna be legit But this family name follows me through all of it [Chorus] [More intensity - breaking down] I'm caught between two different worlds tonight One foot in the daylight and one foot in the night On Christmas Eve I'm praying I can find a way To honor both my fathers - the one I left and the one who stayed Two different worlds and I'm breaking at the seams Trying to keep my dreams and trying to keep my dreams [Bridge] [Tempo slows - intimate confession] Kay thinks my family sells olive oil and wine She don't see the shadows and she don't read between the lines Maybe I can have it all and maybe I can be The husband that she needs and still a Corleone... [Building with muted trumpet] But I learned in war that you can't serve two masters long One day you gotta choose which side you're on! [Verse 3] [Resigned acceptance - sad but determined] The phone rang at the hotel and Tom's voice was kinda strange Said "Come home for Christmas" - something in his range Made me think of duty and made me think of blood The kind that don't wash off no matter what you've done So I'll go to Long Beach and I'll sit at that table I'll kiss my mother's hand and do the best I'm able To keep one foot in each world just a little longer But the pull of family God it's getting stronger [Final Chorus] [Resigned but powerful - acceptance of fate] I'm caught between two different worlds tonight (CAUGHT BETWEEN TWO WORLDS!) One's the life I'm building and one's my birthright On Christmas Eve the choice is getting pretty clear When family needs you most you gotta be here Two different worlds but the blood is what's real (yeah and the blood is what's real) That's what I feel... That's what I feel... [Outro] [Spoken - resigned] Merry Christmas Kay... I gotta make a call... [Instrumental fade - muted trumpet carrying the sorrow] [End]
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