Through an open window
I hear the Christmas song,
I see the openfire place burning alone
The streets are filled with snow,
I'm leaving my footprints where I go,
And I'm coming home,
I'm coming home...
Silverbells in the air ringing in Christmas time.
You know that I'll be there to celebrate Christmas time.
Holding you close and tight beneath the Christmas tree.
The only thing that counts
That you are here with me.
I see children writing postcards to Santa Claus,
Hope and they will get the favorite toys.
My friends call on the phone,
I wish that no one is alone
Is a good to be home
So good to be home!
Silverbells in the air ringing in Christmas time.
I know that I'll be there to celebrate Christmas time.
Holding you close and tight beneath the Christmas tree.
The only thing that counts
That you are here with me.
Bells are a sign of piece.
Bells are a sign of hope,
This is the most wonderful time of the year!
Silverbells in the air ringing in Christmas time
I know that I'll be there to celebrate Christmas time
Holding you close and tight beneath the Christmas tree
The only thing that counts
That you are here with me
Writer(s): Ina Wolf, Thomas Anders, Achim Brochhausen
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