ground So I sing for you Though you can't hear me When I get trough And feel you near me Driving in my car Driving home for christmas Driving home for christmas
Driving home for Christmas Driving home for Christmas With a thousand memories I take look at the driver next to me He's just the same He's driving home, driving home Driving
Transcribed by nicola I'm driving home for christmas, Oh, I can't wait to see those faces. I'm driving home for christmas, yeah, Well I'm moving down
holy ground So I sing for you Though you can't hear me When I get trough And feel you near me Driving in my car Driving home for christmas Driving home for christmas
Übersetzung: Michael Ball. Driving Home For Christmas.
Übersetzung: Rea, Chris. Driving Home For Christmas.
Übersetzung: Saint Etienne. Driving Home For Christmas.
Übersetzung: Tv Allstars. Driving Home For Christmas.
So I sing for you Though you can't hear me When I get trough And feel you near me Driving in my car Driving home for christmas Driving home for christmas
in Marietta, a town north of Atlanta I brought her home to see my folks They loved her too We were together for a long time Thought it would be for all
Cause honestly I'm too fucking busy to drive stick I swear, too fucking busy, too busy fucking This nigga girl, but to me she wasn't Been hot before they open doors for
: Wake up, the house is on fire And the cat's caught in the dryer Philosophy's a liar when Your home is your headstone Icon is the last chance for
the land Walked home one winter morning With my life's savings in my hand Maryanne, she's fixin' up some breakfast Got the lights on, on the Christmas
for me, I'm on your property if it's beef Not for robbery of ya piece, it's lobomomy with my peeps That comraderie is usually sodomy for the beat 'Less
is what we cryin' on The world's fast lane is what I'm drivin' on What am I driving at? I'm tryna drive it home I'm in the driver's seat, but you can
