Dear Santa, you’ve always been so good to me,
Every Christmas you leave toys underneath the tree.
There’ve been planes and trains and racing cars,
Cowboy hats and little guitars.

You’ve left baseball bats and balls and gloves,
Lots of presents given with love.
The only complaint I have to say,
Is that you eat my cookies and go away.

Yes I love you Santa but I want to make clear,
I need a friend who is always near,
Though I love the thought behind every toy,
I need the gifts of comfort and joy.

I need things that last longer than a gaming station,
I need some hope; I need salvation.
So, please dear Santa, don’t feel dissed,
But it’s Jesus Christ who’s at the top of my list.

He doesn’t show up just once a year,
He fills my heart, He’s always near!
It’s His birth I celebrate on Christmas Day,
He never just takes the cookies and goes away.

He is always with me, He is always close,
He’s the One I love the most!
Santa if you don’t know Him like I do
I’d love to introduce my Lord to you.