(Verse 1) The tires spin on asphalt, the headlights cut the haze, Counting down the miles through these December days. Every mile marker whispers that the journey soon will cease, Anticipating moments of comfort and of peace. (Chorus) This is the sigh of Christmas when we walk right through the door, Where we are loved completely and don't have to wish for more. The warmth of every welcome is the blessing that we seek, There is no place on Earth like coming home this Christmas week. (Verse 2) We pull up on the driveway, and the porch light cuts the snow, Seeing all the faces of the people that we know. The sound of happy chatter and the scent of baked delight, Everything is perfect as we step inside the light. (Bridge) It doesn't need a chimney or a roof that's old and grand, Home is in the circle of the hearts that understand. The greatest destination when the winter winds are sharp, Is simply finding shelter in the strings of every heart. (Outro Tag, Sung, Slowing): The gift is the blessing.
