|
Do you remember me? I sat upon your knee |
|
And I wrote to you with childhood fantasies |
|
Well, I'm all grown up now, still need help somehow |
|
Not for myself but for a world, a world in need |
|
No more lives torn apart |
|
And wars would never start |
|
And time would heal all hearts |
|
And every man would have a friend |
|
And right would always win |
|
And love would never ever, ever end |
|
This is my grown up Christmas list |
|
My Christmas list |
|
As children we believe |
|
The grandest sight we'd see |
|
Was something pretty |
|
Wrapped beneath the tree |
|
And heaven only knows |
|
That packages and bows |
|
Could never, ever, ever heal |
|
A human soul |
|
No more lives torn apart |
|
That wars would never start |
|
And time would heal, heal |
|
All broken hearts |
|
Every, everyone would have a friend |
|
And right would always win |
|
And love would never end |
|
This is my grown up Christmas list |
|
What is this illusion |
|
Called the innocence of youth |
|
Maybe in our blind belief |
|
We can only find the truth |
|
No more lives torn apart |
|
That wars would never start |
|
Time, time would heal |
|
All broken hearts |
|
Everyone would have a friend |
|
And love would never end |
|
And right would always win |
|
This is my grown up Christmas list |
|
This is my lifelong wish |
|
This is my grown up Christmas list |
|
My grown up Christmas list |
|
I wish I found a [Incomprehensible] |
