My dear Sister Fan, I've been living and working in this awful place for six months now It is worse than the last place, And even worse than the one before that. I miss you terribly and hope we can be together this year I often remember the way things used to be There's a place called home I can almost see With a red front door And a roaring fire And a Christmas tree It's a place called home That I can still travel to It's the place in my heart Where I still come home to you Merry Christmas Don't forget me Your loving brother, Ebenezer Just a place in my heart I can still come home to you