Besedila: Michael Buble. Let It Snow. Grown-Up Christmas.

Do you remember me
I sat upon your knee
I wrote to you, with childhood fantasies
Well I'm all grown up now
Can you still help somehow
I'm not a child, but my heart still can dream
So here's my life long wish
My grown up Christmas list
Not for myself, but for a world in need

No more lives, torn apart
The wars would never start
and time would heal all hearts
Every-man would have a friend
That right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up, Christmas list

What is this illusion called

The inner sense of youth
Maybe only in that lying belief
Can we ever find, the truth

No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal our hearts
Every-man would have a friend
That 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 only, Christmas list

Mmmmmmmmmmm