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Do you remember me? |
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I sat upon your knee |
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I wrote to you |
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With childhood fantasies |
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Well, I'm all grown-up now |
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Can you still help somehow? |
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I'm not a child |
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But my heart still can dream |
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So here's my lifelong wish |
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My grown-up Christmas list |
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Not for myself |
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But for a world in need |
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No more lives torn apart |
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That wars would never start |
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And time would heal all hearts |
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Every man would have a friend |
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That right would always win |
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And love would never end |
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This is my grown-up Christmas list |
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What is this illusion called |
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The innocence of youth? |
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Maybe only in our blind belief |
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Can we ever find the truth |
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No more lives torn apart |
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That wars would never start |
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And time would heal all hearts |
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Every man would have a friend |
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That right would always win |
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And love would never end |
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This is my grown-up Christmas list |
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This is my only lifelong wish |
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This is my grown-up Christmas list |
