Gift

It's that time of year again
That time of fear again
That time is clear again
It's that time of year again

As we look up to the stars
Heaven looks down upon us
They know our desires
They know our trust

Will we get what we want
Will we be tossed aside
Will we be grateful
Or will we still try to fly

Heaven will smile
Stars will sing
Music will play
You'll meet your king

Naughty or nice
Reward is upon you
Whether it's extraordinary
Or be nothing
Through and through

Santa Claus came
Gave what you earned
Climbed away
Now a lesson you have learned