Molten Vole

Howling wind brings
Dark clouds of grey
I've packed my things
And I'm on my way
Exhausted
And home sick
I'm miles away in traffic
It'll be pitch black
Before I say
I've made it back
For Christmas day

I'll shut the shades
As the rain cascades
When I finally kick off my shoes
I'll have a jolly snooze

Take a detour
A visit to the store
The cosy glow is respite
From the night
But then it's

Time to make a dash
Not far to go
I'm out of cash
And the petrol's low
There's music
And hearty laughs
From rows of homes
I drive past
I cannot wait
To hit the hay
I'll be back late
On Christmas Day

When I arrive
And pull in the drive

I'll shut the shades
As the rain cascades
When I finally kick off my shoes
I'll have a jolly snooze

Snowmen saunter
Reindeer cheer
My long journey
Kindly led me here