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
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