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Intro: C G Am Am Em F F C Dm G
Do yCou remeGmber Amme? I Amsat upEmon your knFee I wrFote to yCou With cDmhildhood fantasGies
Well, IC'm all groGwn up nAmow And stAmill need hEmelp somehFow I'm nFot a chCild But Dmmy heart still can drGeam
So hCere's my lGifelong wAmish My grAmown up chEmristmas lFist Not fFor mysCelf But Dmfor a world in neGed
NCo more lAmives torn apFart That wDmars would nGever stEmart And tAmime would heal all hFearts G And CeveryAmone would have a friFend And rDmight would Galways wEmin And lAmove would CneverD end Em This Amis my grDmown up chrGistmas lCist
As chCildren wGe belAmieved The grAmandest sEmight to sFee Was sFomething lCovely WrDmapped beneath our tGree
But hCeaven oGnly knAmows That AmpackagEmes and bFows Can nFever heCal A hDmurting human sGoul
NCo more lAmives torn apFart That wDmars would nGever stEmart And tAmime would heal all hFearts G And CeveryAmone would have a friFend And rDmight would Galways wEmin And lAmove would CneverD end Em This Amis my grDmown up chrGistmas lCist
C What is this illusion called F The innocence of youth Maybe Amonly in our blDind belief Can we Gever find the trButh
E C#m Abm A F#m Ab
C#No more lBbmives torn apF#art That Ebmwars would nAbever sFmtart And Bbmtime would heal all heF#arts Ab And C#everyBbmone would have a friF#end And rEbmight would Abalways wFmin And lBbmove would C#neverEb end Fm ThisBbm is my gEbmrown up chAbristmas lC#ist Fm ThisBbm is my gEbmrown up chAbristmas lC#ist
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Ab My grown up christmas lC#ist