KELLY CLARKSON
My Grown Up Christmas List
Do you remember me
I sat upon your knee
I wrote to you
With childhood fantasies
Well, I'm all grown up now
And still need help somehow
I'm not a child
But my heart still can dream
So here's my lifelong wish
My grown up christmas list
Not for myself
But for a world in need
No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up christmas list
As children we believed
The grandest sight to see
Was something lovely
Wrapped beneath our tree
Well heaven only knows
That packages and bows
Can never heal
A hurting human soul
No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up christmas list
What is this illusion called the innocence of youth
Maybe only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth
(there'd be)
No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end, oh
This is my grown up christmas list
This is my grown up christmas list......
This is my offering for One Shot Wednesday. Not my own making, but a song that is very beautiful and touches my heart every time I hear it. This truly is my Christmas list......
love this song! said so well as well...a wish i hope comes true...
ReplyDeleteA great list. I too hope that it comes true.
ReplyDeletewhat a beautiful list!
ReplyDeleteit should be shared by humanity
May it come true!
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Hey, isn't that cheating? (LOL!)
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing this one!
You and I share the same sentiments. Beautiful!!
ReplyDeleteI love the innocence and hopefulness in this wish. May we all see it come true.
ReplyDeleteMine too. I hope all our wishes come true.
ReplyDelete"I'm not a child / But my heart still can dream" Those lines to me epitomize the sentiment of your poem. Somethings we forget as we grow older. To lose/forget the ability to dream is heartbreaking. A great reminder through poetry. Cheers
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