December again How did we get here? Calling my friends I'll see them next year Well I've been chasing my dreams, crossing the borders But when I close my eyes, I see hills of white And rivers of silver and gold From the Highlands to lowlands, the banks of Loch Lomond, and the busy streets of Glasgow From the east to the west coast, the castles and cobblestones, I hear them calling me home Oh, I've been to New York, I've seen the lights at the Rockefeller glow But nothing compares, nothing comes close to Scotland in the snow The coldest of nights, the warmest of welcomes The Kelly band cries, You're dancing with someone that you barely know Walking back, photographs, morning comes We laugh thinking, it's never going to change And I would close my eyes I realize that those days they're miles away From the Highlands to lowlands, the banks of Loch Lomond, and the busy streets of Glasgow From the east to the west coast, the castles and cobblestones, I hear them calling me home Oh, I've been to New York, I've seen the lights at the Rockefeller glow But nothing compares, nothing comes close to Scotland in the snow When I close my eyes, I see hills of white, and rivers of silver and gold Oh, there's something 'bout this time of year, that makes me miss it more From the Highlands to lowlands, the banks of Loch Lomond, and the busy streets of Glasgow From the east to the west coast, the castles and cobblestones, I hear them calling me home