Letra de Grapevine Christmas Eve
Going home on Christmas eve Flying over Grapevine as the older me Breathing in the memories The awkward nostalgia is straight wrecking meLater on they said, Later on I'll get used to itMy father said all along God has a sense of humor because I'm his son Coffee down on Grapevine main Kids that weren't walking are talking now Making me feel so strangeLater on they said, Later on I'll get used to itGoing back again Feels different Going back again We used to climb the city tower Now I'm tempted to go Tip-top, better not Don't got sense in my head I can't stop it, I'll probably end up in jail (Oh, well)Downtown it's snowing Christmas is coming Everybody needs to be at home Cold wind blowing A warm home-coming But oftentimes the place you feel aloneDowntown it's snowing Christmas is coming Everybody needs to be at home Cold wind blowing A warm home-coming But oftentimes the place you feel alone