It went something like a
Coffee and cinnamon morning
Joy wrapped up in red and green
And maybe we'll get one of those little cakes
Remember that smile we used to make?
When our 12 year old hands were filled with those seasons greetings!
We're past those days of writing to the north pole
Back in times when we were such crazy souls
Hanging a sock wishing to never grow old
Oh we're so past those nutcracker tales
The one that Tom and Jerry used to tell
Finding christmas presents in a 'treasure island'
So maybe we'll just roam around our school, we'll hear those ringing bells..............
Oh we're so past the times we made
Silly Christmas jokes and ginger bread
So maybe we'll walk the streets
Waiting for a lift
In a polar express carrying me back to the past sunsets...........
