Sailing Home for Christmas

<br>They looked out their windows at the ocean that surrounds them<br>In the service of their country, sailing to a foreign shore.<br>Tomorrow will be Christmas, and they wish that they could be home.<br>Their wives and children need them, but their country needs them more.<br><br>But they`ll be sailing home for Christmas, sailing home for Christmas,<br>Where a welcome candle in the window gleams.<br>They`ll be sailing home for Christmas, sailing home for Christmas,<br>Sailing home for Christmas in their dreams.<br><br>Tomorrow, they`ll serve turkey and they`ll sing the Christmas carols,<br>They`ll talk about their families, their mothers and their sons.<br>It`s the strangest condradiction, singing songs of peace and sharing<br>As they man the battle stations, hoping war will never come.<br><br>But they`ll be sailing home for Christmas, sailing home for Christmas,<br>Where a welcome candle in the window gleams.<br>They`ll be sailing home for Christmas, sailing home for Christmas,<br>Sailing home for Christmas in their dreams.<br><br>And maybe someday they won`t have to be there anymore,<br>When we all start to live the things we have Christmas for.<br><br>They`ll be sailing home for Christmas, sailing home for Christmas,<br>Where a welcome candle in the window gleams.<br>They`ll be sailing home for Christmas, sailing home for Christmas,<br>Sailing home for Christmas in their dreams.