This Time Of Year - Rhys Lewis

There’s an angel on the tree

Presents on the floor

Mistletoe above the kitchen door

And the kids are playing games

And the turkey’s going gold

Mariah Carey’s on the radio

I’m pouring everybody a drink

But I’m holding back the tears as I think about

How Grandad liked the whiskey

And Grandma liked the gin

And Uncle Johnny wasn’t fussed

He’d drink anything

So let’s raise a glass to all those

We wish were sitting here

The ones we miss the most this time of year

Well, I still hear their voices laughing

At the Christmas-cracker jokes

See their footsteps sinking in the snow

'Cause all the magic in December

Seems to bring them back to life

For a moment they’re all with me, by my side

I’m pouring everybody a drink

But I’m holding back the tears as I think about

How Grandad liked the whiskey

And Grandma liked the gin

And Uncle Johnny wasn’t fussed

He’d drink anything

So let’s raise a glass to all those

We wish were sitting here

The ones we miss the most this time of year

And let’s make sure we’re making memories good enough to last

Let’s make this year the best we’ve ever had

'Cause one day I’ll be laughing with you somewhere from the past

So will you raise a glass for me

You know I like a whiskey

And mum, she likes a gin

Our little cousin’s still too young

But maybe just a sip

And let’s all enjoy the moment

Before it disappears

With the ones we love the most this time of year

Let’s raise a glass to all those

We wish were sitting here

The ones we miss the most this time of year