Dear Santa, I'm a grown man now,

But I've got a problem here.

If you've been watching then you must know,

I've not been good all year.

I Let her down lost sight of us,

I don't deserve one thing but she does

Dear Santa bring her a heart,

The one she's got is broken.

Fill up her stocking with the words,

That I left unspoken.

Now I'm not asking you to bring her love,

'Cause Christmas morning when she wakes up,

Dear Santa that's what she'll get from me.

Now I remember Christmas past,

When little was enough.

Now all the presents under all the trees

Couldn't save our love.

We need a miricale like the one on 34th,

To get us back to where we were before.

Dear Santa bring her a heart,

The one she's got is broken.

Fill up her stocking with the words,

That I left unspoken.

Now I'm not asking you to bring her love,

'Cause Christmas morning when she wakes up,

Dear Santa that's what she'll get from me.

Dear Santa bring her a heart,

The one she's got is broken.

Fill up her stocking with the words,

That I left unspoken.

Now I'm not asking you to bring her love,

'Cause Christmas morning when she wakes up,

Dear Santa that's what she'll get from me.