Beth Nielsen Chapman - Years Lyrics
I went home for christmasTo the house that I grew up inGoing back was something after all these yearsI drove down monterey streetAnd I felt a little sadnessWhen I turned left laurel and the house appearedAnd I snuck up to that rocking chairWhere the winter sunlight slanted on the screened-in porchAnd I stared out past the shade treeThat my daddy planted on the day that I was bornChorusAnd I let time go by so slowAnd I made every moment lastAnd I thought about yearsHow they take so longAnd they go so fastAcross the street the randols oldest daughter must have come homeHer two boys built a snowman by the backyard swingsI thought of old man randolAnd his christmas decorationsAnd how he used to leave them up till early springAnd I thought of all the summersThat I paced that porch and swore Id die of boredom thereAnd I thought of what Id give to feel another summer lingerWhere a day feels like a yearChorusThen the door flew open, and my mothers voice was laughingAs she called back to my daddy, come and look whos hereAnd I thought about years
