SECRET SANTA (ergo sum)
Don't listen to the other kids and what they're telling you,
There really is a Santa Claus, if you believe it's true.
They say you've never seen him, not even Christmas Day,
Well, listen little darling, to what I have to say.
You've never seen the hand that lifts the sun up to the sky.
You've never seen the wind that makes the little clouds roll by.
You've never seen sweet Jesus or heard the Angels sing.
You've never seen the elf who paints the leaves in Fall and Spring.
You've never seen the golden gates, of Heaven high above,
And in her arms you only feel the warmth of Mommy's love.
No Santa Clause? Ha, what a laugh! Can't see him? Who's to care?
Can't see the painter in the sky, but still the rainbows there.
No Santa Clause? What silly talk? No Easter Bunny too? No leprechauns? No fairy tales? No dreams that might come true?
I know there is a Santa Claus as sure as roses bloom.
And you can bet on Christmas Eve he'll stand there in your room.
Perhaps he isn't real the way that you and I are real.
Not flesh and blood, but something that, a heart that dreams can feel.
So if they tell you differently, you tell them that you know,
There really is a Santa Claus, Believing makes it so.
AI
