Music: Jacob Turier/Tim Levinson/Loren Ryan/Nardine Gharsa
Lyrics: Loren Ryan/Tim Levinson/Nardean Gharsa
I remember, me and sissy jumping off the deep end
P plate cruising every weekend
I forgot how much I missed this
Why’s it only happen at christmas
Can I get some change for the jukebox?
The DJ selecting the singalongs
We hug and we say that it’s been too long
Two years been gone, off beaten track
Weird to be back again
Where I made my teenage mistakes
When it looked like we’d go to waste
So nice to be home
You should know what it means to my heart
When I’m seeing your face
When I go back home to the place
Where I know all the shortcuts
From a lifetime ago
And it all seems so different at Christmas
It all seems so different at this time of year
When I go back home
Past my old high school
And I know that it all seems so different at Christmas
It all seems so different, so different
So different at Christmas
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
I’m on my way home
Well they’ve all come around
Yeh we shared common ground
When I head home for Christmas
They all say they’re proud
And even though it’s different
The love stretches across the distance
Then we all come together
It’s the perfect package wrap it up in a ribbon
And damn I missed you mama
I know that you do your best
And I’m watching my dad’s hair turn grey
Realising these days are blessed
So I tell him I love him, say it loud
How long’s it been since I came around
I miss what it’s like on this side of town
But at least we’re here
When I go back home to the place
Where I know all the shortcuts
From a lifetime ago
And it all seems so different at Christmas
It all seems so different at this time of year
When I go back home
Past my old high school
And I know that it all seems so different at Christmas
It all seems so different, so different
So different at Christmas