� Do you remember me? I sat upon your knee. I wrote to you with childhood fantasy.� Well, I'm all grown up now, and still need help somehow. I'm not a child, but my heart still can dream.� So here's my lifelong wish, my grown-up Christmas list. Not for myself, but for a world in need.� No more lives torn apart, and war would never stop, and time would heal us.� And everyone would have a friend, and right would always win, and love would never end.� No, this is my grown-up Christmas list.� As children we believe, the grandest sight to see, was something lovely wrapped beneath a tree.�� No more lives torn apart, and war would never stop, and time would heal us.�� And everyone would have a friend, and right would always win, and love would never end.� No, this is my grown-up Christmas list.� What is this illusion called? The innocence of the youth?� Maybe only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth.No more lives torn apartAnd war would never startAnd time would heal our heartsAnd everyone would have a friendAnd life would always winAnd love would never endAnd oh, this is my grown-up Christmas listThis is my only life I'll wishThis is my grown-up Christmas listguitar solopiano solopiano solopiano solo