B.j. Thomas God Bless The Children
I hope there's really a Santa Claus
I hope he lives on the cold north pole
I hope the stockings are hung on the wall
May the child stay in us all
God bless the children everywhere
For they haven't yet learned not to care
We must not let time age the soul
May the child stay in us all
I hope there's really a reindeer that flies
Does a snowman see through his button eyes
I hope that when our hair turns to grey
All the child in us will stay
God bless the children everywhere
For they haven't yet learned not to care
Time must not turn our own hearts cold
May the child stay in us all
May the child stay in us all
Unless we be like children
The gates of heaven close
Until we think like children
Our souls will never grow old
God bless the children everywhere
For they haven't yet learned not to care
Time must not turn our own hearts cold
May the child stay in us all
May the child stay in us all
May the child stay in us all
