This time of year, it hurts the most
Daddy's not at home, I wish I could be back
She takes comfort, from a letter he wrote
She keeps them close, and she cries alone
On Christmas Eve, as you go to sleep
I'll be missing you, sending you my love
My letter is
At Christmas time, it hurts the most
One day you'll understand, I'm gone but not forgotten
I wish I could walk, through the front door
With presents in my hands, to see your face once more
On Christmas Eve, as you go to sleep
I'll be missing you, sending you my love
My letter is
My love will go on, my words come from afar
I'll be missing you, I'll be holding you
This time of year, it hurts the most
Daddy's not at home, he'll be missing you
He'll be missing you
On Christmas Day, when you awake
I'll be missing you, sending all my love
My letter is