I'm driving home for Christmas Oh, I can't wait to see those faces I'm driving home for Christmas, yea Well I'm moving down that line And it's been so long But I will be there I sing this song To pass the time away Driving in my car Driving home for Christmas It's gonna take some time But I'll get there Top to toe in tailbacks Oh, I got red lights on the run But soon there'll be a freeway yeah Get my feet on holy ground So I sing for you Though you can't hear me When I get through And feel you near me Driving in my car I'm driving home for Christmas Driving home for Christmas With a thousand memories I take a look at the driver next to me He's just the same Just the same Top to toe in tailbacks Oh, I got red lights all around, uh I'm driving home for Christmas, yeah Get my feet on holy ground So I sing for you Though you can't hear me When I get through Oh and feel you near me Driving in my car Driving home for Christmas Driving home for Christmas With a thousand memories I take a look at the driver next to me He's just the same He's driving home, driving home Driving home for Christmas Driving home for Christmas
Un famoso chef es nombrado el nuevo jefe de cocina de un centro de esquí. Clara no está entusiasmada con su nuevo jefe, pero se da cuenta de que tienen más en común de lo que creían.