They looked out their windows at the ocean that surrounds them
In the service of their country, sailing to a foreign shore
Tomorrow will be Christmas, and they wish that they could be home
Their wives and children need them, but their country needs them more

But they'll be sailing home for Christmas, sailing home for Christmas,
Where a welcome candle in the window gleams
They'll be sailing home for Christmas, sailing home for Christmas,
Sailing home for Christmas in their dreams

Tomorrow, they'll serve turkey and they'll sing the Christmas carols,
They'll talk about their families, their mothers and their sons
It's the strangest condradiction, singing songs of peace and sharing
As they man the battle stations, hoping war will never come

But they'll be sailing home for Christmas, sailing home for Christmas,
Where a welcome candle in the window gleams
They'll be sailing home for Christmas, sailing home for Christmas,
Sailing home for Christmas in their dreams

And maybe someday they won't have to be there anymore,
When we all start to live the things we have Christmas for

They'll be sailing home for Christmas, sailing home for Christmas,
Where a welcome candle in the window gleams
They'll be sailing home for Christmas, sailing home for Christmas,
Sailing home for Christmas in their dreams