Once we were foolish children. Playing as children play. Racing through a meadow April bright. Dreaming on a hilltop half the night. Now that we're growing older.
Young and foolish. Why is it wrong to be. Young and foolish. We haven't long to be. Soon enough the carefree days. The sunlit days go by. Soon enough the bluebird has to fly.
[All the windows were dark. No one knew he was there.All the Whos were all dreaming sweet dreams without care.]. . You're a mean one, Mr. Grinch. You really are a heel.
Young and foolish. Why is it wrong to be. Young and foolish?. We haven't long to be. . Soon enough the carefree days. The sunlit days go by. Soon enough the bluebird has to fly.
Welcome Christmas come this way. Fahoo fores dahoo dores. Welcome Christmas, Christmas day. . Welcome, welcome fahoo ramus. Welcome, welcome dahoo damus.
Welcome Christmas come this way. Fahoo fores dahoo dores. Welcome Christmas, Christmas day. . Welcome, welcome fahoo ramus. Welcome, welcome dahoo damus.