Trickle down on me as if the first snowfall
The flakes return my innocence, so pure, so white
Roll my wishes into snowballs
And take back the dimness that was once so bright

Fill my stocking with hopes and dreams
Hide my presents until that special night
Sew me back at my seams
And fall down my chimney with delight

Your presents once meant so much
I used to wait up for you until my eyes could not open
That joy you once brought has turned into dust
You are now nothing but a once loved token

Time has taken you away
Reality has replaced you
Life is dim today
All because growing up means bidding adieu