Believe?

The Spirit of Christmas
Each witching hour
She wakes, she wakes him up
Every night, each night
He takes no pause
To ask her “why, or what?”
He don’t believe,
It’s just her luck,
In Santa Claus
In wonder

The Spirit of Christmas
Each witching hour
She wakes, she wakes him up
Every night, each night
He takes no pause
To ask her “why, or what?”
He don’t believe,
It’s just her luck,
In Santa Claus