The Kid - Clint Black

Last night, I dreamed I was a kid again

All the things I used to do, I went and did again

Spent the afternoon with my best and closest friend

Wandering through the days we thought would never end

It was back when I’d still get things from Santa Claus

Back when he believed in me and overlooked the flaws

That can grow inside until it hides

The perfect little boy inside the man

I’m not a kid anymore, but I still believe

That those miracles occur

That’s not something up his sleeve

And that the reindeer pull the sleigh

And the elves still make the toys

Santa gives away to all the girls and boys

Tonight, I’ll climb back in that bed again

Try to live out all my dreams inside my head again

After Christmas Eve, with my best and closest friend

Who still believes the world’s greatest dad just tucked him in

And I know that he’ll be looking out for Santa Claus

And I’m sure beyond a doubt he’ll overlook the flaws

That will grow inside until it hides

This perfect little boy inside a man

I’m not a kid anymore and I still believe

That those miracles occur

That’s not something up his sleeve

And that the reindeer pull the sleigh

And the elves do make the toys

Santa gives away to all the girls and boys