Do you remember me? I sat upon your name 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 life-long wish, my grown-up Christmas list Not for myself but for a world in need No more lies torn apart, at most would never start And time would heal all wounds And everyone would have a friend And rights 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 And my lonely nose, the packageness and bones Can never heal a hurting human soul No more lies torn apart, at most would never start And time would heal all wounds And everyone would have a friend And rights would always win And love would never end This is my grown-up Christmas list What is this illusion called? The innocence of the year Maybe only in our blind belief Can we ever find the truth No more lies torn apart, at most would never start And time would heal all wounds And everyone would have a friend And rights would always win And love would never end This is my grown-up Christmas list This is my only ever wish This is my grown-up Christmas list *