(Phil Dillon)  As a child they were the world to me  I was the quiet and trusting kind  She gave me love, he gave me honesty  He told me he and mom couldn't get along  It was time for him to leave  I said, "Now that it's not your home  Who's gonna sing me off to sleep  Now that you're on your own  Who's gonna answer when I call you"  At the sound of the tone, just a voice on the phone  Now that we're not a family  What did I do to make you both so mad  I know it must have been my fault  We share the memories that we all had  but they're hard to hold, in December's cold  And I know that they won't bring you back  Now that it's not your home  Who's gonna help us trim the tree  Now that you've got your own  Will you be here on Christmas morning  Wipe the sleep from my eyes,  check your room, no surprise  Now that we're not a family  I've memorized some things about you  But they're an undependable substitute without you  Now that it's not your home  You've got a brand new family  A new baby of your own  Pretty soon she'll call you daddy  And you'll always be there, something we'll never share  Now that we're not a family  At the sound of the tone, "Sorry we're not home"  Now that we're not a family