Young Sinclairs
Where You Are (is where I’d like to be)
I’d like to be
Where the snow lights up the trees
On Christmas Eve
As the hopeful go to sleep
I’d like to be
Where the fire warms our skin
And our hearts are warm within
This Christmas where you are
Is where I’d like to be
So tell the big man
To save his gifts for other people’s trees
I want a cold land
Cause when I shiver you are all I need
This Christmas
I’d trade the beach
For a quiet, snowy street
That winter’s breeze
Carries warmth in memories
I’d give it all
Just to hold you in the cold
And to kiss your frozen nose
This Christmas where you are
Is where I’d like to be
This Christmas where you are
Is where I’d like to be