[Intro] Amaj7add9 / Amaj7add9 / Amaj7add9 / Amaj7add9 / [Verse] Wrapping paper everywhere stacked up dishes but who cares they can wait until tomorrow now it’s you and me and this old couch The Christmas tree in our living room fills the air with pine per - fume colored lights dancing on the walls while Nat King Cole sings Deck the Halls Don’t you get the sense tonight that for now the world is right and as another Christmas ends my mind drifts and once again I’m thinking like a 6 year old only three hundred sixty four days to go Max got his bike I swear that kid he’s got it parked right by his bed and Jenny sure loved her puppy too I’m not sure just who walked who Thanks for the robe no that’s okay looks better on you an - y - ways what is it about this time of year that makes our troubles disappear Don’t you get the sense tonight that for now the world is right and as another Christmas ends my mind drifts and once again I’m thinking like a 6 year old only three hundred sixty four days to go We can’t avoid it no way around it before too long we’ll be either back to work back to school or just back to reality [Instrumental] Dmaj7add9 Bm7sus Don’t you get the sense tonight that for now the world is right and as another Christmas ends my mind drifts and once again I’m thinking like a 6 year old only three hundred sixty four days to go [Outro] (Repeat till fade) Amaj7 Dmaj7add9