Lyrics

Waiting On Santa
 
Lights are out
And the morning will bring
Toys wrapped in paper
With bows and string
Music to my ears
Hearing the children sing
Yeah, we’re waiting on Santa
 
I know his coming
And it gives me chills
I’m a true believer,
Cause I pay his credit card bills

Tucked in the corner
For a sleeping tyke
Is a shiny chrome bell
On a bright red bike
Powder white flakes
Falling just outside
Yeah, we’re waiting on Santa

 I know his coming
And it gives me chills
I’m a true believer,
Cause I pay his credit card bills

So get yourselves to bed
And if you listen hard
You might hear
the sleigh bells in the yard
Hoofs on the roof
And a jolly old laugh
Yeah we’re waiting on Santa

Yeah, we’re waiting on Santa
Yeah, we’re waiting on Santa
Yeah, we’re waiting on Santa
Yeah, we’re waiting on Santa

Songwriter: Albert Styles