I don't care, I'll hop a train|Then I'll jump right on a plane|I'll hitch a ride on Santa's sleigh|If it means I see your face|Rudolph, won't you be my guide|Lead the way with your red light|Wait for me, Christmas|I'm coming home tonight||It's Christmas time|And I bet dad is trimming the tree just right|And mom is hanging up|The stockings next to the fireside|They say home is where the heart is and|I need to go back where mine lives||I pack my bag, and all I wanna do is|Sing the good news|'Cause I'm on my way to you||I don't care, I'll hop a train|Then I'll jump right on a plane|I'll hitch a ride on Santa's sleigh|If it means I see your face|Rudolph, won't you be my guide|Lead the way with your red light|Wait for me, Christmas|I'm coming home tonight||I close my eyes|And I can picture all the twinkling lights|I hear the sleigh bells|And the laughter from all those snowball fights|They say don't take it for granted, and|I forgot to reach out and grab it||Each step I take|The less I'm feeling blue, and|My dream come true is|I'm on my way to you||I don't care, I'll hop a train|Then I'll jump right on a plane|I'll hitch a ride on Santa's sleigh|If it means I see your face|Rudolph, won't you be my guide|Lead the way with your red light|Wait for me, Christmas|I'm coming home tonight||I don't care, I'll hop a train|Then I'll jump right on a plane|I'll hitch a ride on Santa's sleigh|I just need to see your face|Rudolph's got a job to do|Just a mile more or two|It's just not Christmas|Until I'm home with you||