Asking the impossible
Wanting it so bad
Oh Santa won't you bring it me
It's making me so sad
Some say that I am lucky
Blessed beyond belief
But I just don't believe them
Give myself so much grief
The mirrors lie
My friends lie
My parents lie
Do I lie?
I buy cute dresses
They don't get worn
They're the pretty ones
The roses to a thorn
You'd think its easy
I just don't see it
Santa, please, for my wish
I just want to be it
Sep 24, 2012
Sep 24, 2012 at 6:28 PM UTC
Asking the impossible
Wanting it so bad
Oh Santa won't you bring it me
It's making me so sad
Some say that I am lucky
Blessed beyond belief
But I just don't believe them
Give myself so much grief
The mirrors lie
My friends lie
My parents lie
Do I lie?
I buy cute dresses
They don't get worn
They're the pretty ones
The roses to a thorn
You'd think its easy
I just don't see it
Santa, please, for my wish
I just want to be it