Soccer Ball Santa

Sitting in the cold

You're coming up full

And the cousins are dancing on this eve

Everybody's old but

Your grandfather sings like

Mortality's sacred, by the heat

What a year, We've seen it all but

Standing here you look so small

Light the tree, blind to the woes that have wounded me

Pass of the call

Lights already hung

The songs have been sung and

The cousins are driving to Nashville

Everybody's young

We miss them a ton and

Soccer ball Santa's lost the thrill

What a year, We've seen it all but

Standing here you look so small

Light the tree, blind to the woes that have wounded me

Pass of the call

We have so much my friends

Hold tight and make amends

We have so much my friends

Hold tight and make amends

We have so much my friends

Hold tight and make amends

We have so much my friends

Hold tight and make amends