The Kid In Me
Though it's barely December, I can already see
snow on the sidewalk, lights on the tree.
Something 'bout Christmas leads me to believe
a child is still living in me.
Well I still can remember what it used to be like
dreaming of reindeer on a Christmas eve night.
One eye half open the other asleep,
it's funny what I chose to believe.
It happens each time December draws near, a child is reborn this time of year when I...
Start wrapping the presents and hanging the lights,
start making a list and checking it twice.
Start hanging the holly and the mistletoe,
and off I go back to what I used to be.
It's funny how Christmas brings out the kid in me.
Sneaking into the kitchen past the fireplace light,
eating holiday cookies in the middle of the night.
Stare out the window just to see all the lights,
seems the stars are shining brighter tonight.
When the family's together swapping stories of old,
don't they seem to get better the more they are told?
And like all the others I fight to resist Aunt Helen's yearly holiday kiss!
It happens each time December draws near, a child is reborn this time of year when I...
Start wrapping the presents and hanging the lights,
start making a list and checking it twice.
Start hanging the holly and the mistletoe,
and off I go back to what I used to be.
It's funny how Christmas brings out the kid in me.
No matter how old you are, no matter how long it's been,
you're never too far away from the child that lives within.
Start wrapping the presents and hanging the lights......
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