battistelli, francesca
christmas dreams
i blow out the candles unplug the tree there's no one awake at midnight but me i slip down the hall and amid the moon beams my kids are tucked in dreaming christmas dreams days of such wonder magic-filled nights moments they'll look back on all of their lifes so much time wide- eyed at holiday scenes now they're worn out dreaming christmas dreams dreams of cookies and cards boxes and bows storefronts and stockings and days when it snows with all of the secrets that this season keeps it's a wonder at all that they fall asleep i smile as i kiss them cause' under that tree are surprises that they're not expecting to see we're just hours away from their giggles and screams they'll be answers to all their christmas dreams dreams of tinsel and toys and santa's workshop noises at night coming from the rooftop with all of the secrets that this season keeps it's a wonder at all that they fall asleep the thought comes to mind that i may be the one who's most excited for what's yet to come as i crawl in bed i laugh cause' it seems guess never too old for christmas no you're never too old no you're never too old for christmas dreams