I hope there's really a Santa Claus I hope he lives on the cold north pole I hope the stockings are hung on the wall May the child stay in us all God bless the children everywhere For they haven't yet learned not to care We must not let time age the soul May the child stay in us all I hope there's really a reindeer that flies Does a snowman see through his button eyes I hope that when our hair turns to grey All the child in us will stay God bless the children everywhere For they haven't yet learned not to care Time must not turn our own hearts cold May the child stay in us all May the child stay in us all Unless we be like children The gates of heaven close Until we think like children Our souls will never grow old God bless the children everywhere For they haven't yet learned not to care
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