Back On the Day

There’s good wishful thinking And bad thinking wishful But I’m betting wishing Good things to good people There’s good dreaming hoping And rough roads awaiting And I hope the dreamers Aren’t out for themselves I’m real good at believing When I know that it’s truthful But I know that it’s nothing To fake out yourself On this cold Christmas morning The airs thick with gleaming The children are happy And the parents are beaming There’s good wishful thinking That the lonely get wishful And I hope that they find one Who needs them themselves There’s good dreaming hoping And poor worlds awaiting But I hope the young ones Can work toward a life I’m real good at believing When I know that it’s truthful And I hope the imposters Will reveal themselves On this cold Christmas morning The airs thick with dreaming I’m wishing the season Could last all year long The faithful all follow Traditions on occasion If only it lasted All calendar days Then all the believing Would really mean something Everyday could be Christmas And God would be beaming