Lookin' from my window at the freshly fallen snow,
That sparkles as it tumbles
Upon the street below.
And the crackle of the fire is laughin' in my ear,
And the room is warm and sleepy
I wish you could be here.
Sundays in this town there's not a lot for me to do,
I've been list'nin' to some records,
But my thoughts return to you,
I try to read the paper, but the words aren't very clear,
And I know there's somethin' missin'
I wish you could be here.
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I keep list'nin' for your footsteps or your key turned in the door,
I sure could use your company.
But we've been thru' that before,
I think the winter's gonna last a long time this year.
I've got lots of empty time to kill
I wish you could be here.
That sparkles as it tumbles
Upon the street below.
And the crackle of the fire is laughin' in my ear,
And the room is warm and sleepy
I wish you could be here.
Sundays in this town there's not a lot for me to do,
I've been list'nin' to some records,
But my thoughts return to you,
I try to read the paper, but the words aren't very clear,
And I know there's somethin' missin'
I wish you could be here.
[Instrumental]
I keep list'nin' for your footsteps or your key turned in the door,
I sure could use your company.
But we've been thru' that before,
I think the winter's gonna last a long time this year.
I've got lots of empty time to kill
I wish you could be here.