Slow as Christmas, as it was
When sleep came slow, and Santa Claus
Was seen through sinless eyes
December days lasted ten
And time seemed a trustworthy friend
When Mamaw was alive
Slow as Christmas, as they pass
The rate of grains through hourglass
Will leave your head a-spin
Wish I might, I wish I may
For just one year, for just one day
Let it be slow
Again
Yes. Just once more, I wish it took "forever" To get here.
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