Hauling Christmas trees

Can we go back to old red trucks hauling Christmas trees. Cookies for Santa and sugar plum dreams. When Christmas used to mean something. Now we’re going into debt to get them gifts. What happened to sitting on Santa’s lap. Staying up late to hear sleigh bells ringin. Christmas caroling, eating our fill, barreling down a snowy hilllllll.

When we would sing Rudolph the red nose reindeer.and we were filled with holiday cheer. And nobody was getting drunk off beer

Can we go back to old red trucks hauling Christmas trees when we used to be happyyyyyyyyy. Happyyyyy

When the family was whole and nobody was missin. We didn’t have seasonal depression

When mistletoe was hung and mommy and daddy were still kissing.

Im standing here staring at the Christmas tree thinking about what it used to mean skating around and candy land dreams making snow angels on the ground.

when I was daddy’s little princess wearing that crown but now im all grown up with a family of my own trying to make their Christmas feel like back homeeee

Frostbite nipping at your toes turning carrots into a snowman’s nose. Sitting across the table from someone you used to knowwwww

Can we go back to old red trucks hauling Christmas trees. when we used to be happyyyyyyyyyyyy. Happyyyyyyy