• Deep inside, this feeling you can't describe
    You peek outside your bedroom window
    The anxiety builds, as your head holds thrills
    Of a mysterious jolly old soul
    Stories all say, at night he's on his way
    That if your lucky you can catch him
    Sounds of hooves, up on your roof
    Quickly you run back to bed
    Your heart racing, your heart pounding
    To the covers with speed astounding.