Calm, Collected - Under My Christmas Tree (Post-Hardcore.RU) | Текст песни

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Green and red is all he ever lives for
Shooting stars are cloudin up the North Pole
He wakes up every morning just to check naughty or nice
But he knows Mrs. Claus stays naughty every night

So Santa takes her to Hawaii and Pompeii
This year he's spending time with his one and only babe
I just can't think of how this Christmas time will be
But I think I've found a girl who makes me wanna sing

Her to sleep, you and me
And now I'm finding hard to believe

Santa's messing around, this Christmas
He might not make it to town this time
So Annabelle, when Santa is high, won't you sit under my Christmas tree
And make it alright

Little darling, come and save me, come and find me
Think of all the things that we could be
Your face is making history
I could hold you under the Christmas tree and we'll
Find the mistletoe and make it dream of us

As we walk hand in hand, they can all stop and stare
As we roll in sand, make them want to find hearts this year

Santa's messing around, this Christmas
He might not make it to town this time
So Annabelle, when Santa is high, won't you sit under my Christmas tree
And make it alright
There's a place in my heart for this moment to start
And I'll reserve it for you and only you

I never sit down and throw my heart around, so wont you please be mine
I'm not coming down from this girl that I've found, all I want this year
Just give me a time, give me a place, and I'll hold your hand and I'll ask you to stay
I never sit down and throw my heart around, so won't you please be mine
I'm not coming down from this girl that I've found

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