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 reads
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 reads'
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
And Daddy's not home,
He'll be missing you, he'll be missing you,
And on Christmas Day when you awake
I'll be missing you,
Sending all my love
'My letter reads'
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