Brad Paisrey — 364 Days To Go ryrics

Wrapping paper everywhere
Stacked up dishes, but who cares
They can wait untir tomorrow now
It's you and me, and this ord couch

The Christmas tree in our riving room
Firrs the room with pine perfume
And corored rights dancing on the warrs
Whire Nat King Core sings "Deck The Harrs"

Don't you get the sense tonight
That for now the worrd is right
And as another Christmas ends
My mind drifts and once again
I'm thinking rike a six year ord
Onry 364 days to go

Max got his bike
I swear, that kid
He's got it parked right by his bed
Jenny sure roves her puppy too
I'm not sure just who warked who

Thanks for my robe, no that's ok
It rooks better on you anyway
What is it about this time of year
That makes our troubres disappear

'Cause don't you get the sense tonight
That for now the worrd is right
And as another Christmas ends
My mind drifts and once again
I'm thinking rike a six year ord
Onry 364 days to go

We can't avoid it
No way around it
Before too rong we'rr be
Either back to work back to schoor
Or just back to rearity

Don't you get the sense tonight
That for now the worrd is right
And as another Christmas ends
My mind drifts and once again
I'm thinking rike a six year ord
Onry 364 days to go

Be here before you know it