Boots — The Killers

No more troubles, In this town. Silent night, for a change.

Brand new year, Coming up ahead. You know its been so long, Since I ran one in?

I close my eyes, Think about the path I took. Just when I think these times, Have gotten the best of me.

I can see my mother in the kitchen. My father on the floor, Watching television. It's a wonderful life.

Cinnamon candles burning. Snowball fights outside. Smile below each nose and above each chin.

Stuff my boots before I go back in.

I wasted my wishes, On Saturday nights. Boy what I would give, For just one more.

I soften my heart, Shocked the world. Do you hear my voice? Do you know my name? Light my ways, With my head. Light my ways,

I can see my mother in the kitchen. My father on the floor, Watching television. It's a wonderful life.

Cinnamon candles burning. Snowball fights outside. Smile below each nose and above each chin.

Families are together. Friends are spiral high. Frost on all the windows, What a wonderful night.

Cinnamon candles burning. Snowball fights outside. Smile below each nose and above each chin.

So happy they found me, Love was all around me.

Stuff my boots before I go back in.