Do you remember me?
I sat upon your knee.
I wrote to you with childhood fantasies.
Well, I'm all grown up now,
And still need help somehow.
I'm not a child but my heart still can dream.
So here's my lifelong wish
My grown-up Christmas list,
Not for myself, but for a world in need:
No more lives torn apart,
That wars would never start,
And time would heal all hearts
And ev'ry one would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end:
This is my grown-up christmas list.
As children we believed
The grandest sight to see
Was something lovely wrapped beneash our tree.
Well, heaven surely knows
That packages and bows
Can never heal a hurting human soul
No more lives torn apart,
That wars would never start,
And time would heal all hearts.
And ev'ry one 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 only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth!
There'd be...
No more lives torn apart,
That wars would never start,
And time would heal all hearts.
And ev'ry one would have a friend,
And right would always win,
And love would never end:
This is my grown-up Christmas list,
This is my only lifelong wish,
This is my grown-up Christmas list
