The Kid (Letra)

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Last night i dreamed i was kid again
All the things i used to do i went and did again
Spent the afternoon with my best and closest friend
Wanderin’ 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 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

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The Kid (Letra)

Clint Black

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I’m the kid who ran away with the circus
Now i’m watering elephants
But i sometimes lie awake in the sawdust
Dreaming i’m in a suit of light

Late at night in the empty big top
I’m all alone on the high wire
Look he’s working without a net this time
He’s a real death defier

I’m the kid who always looked out the window
Failing tests in geography
But i’ve seen things far beyond just the schoolyard
Distant shores of exotic lands

There’re the spires of the turkish empire
Six months since we made landfall
Riding low with the spice of india
Through gibraltar, we’re rich men all

I’m the kid who thought we’d someday be lovers
Always held out that time would tell
Time was talking
I guess i just wasn’t listening
No surprise, if you know me well

And as we’re walking toward the train station
There’s a whispering rainfall
Across the boulevard, you slip your hand in mine
In the distance the train calls

I’m the kid who has this habit of dreaming
Sometimes gets me in trouble too
But the truth is
I could no more stop dreaming
Than i could make them all come true
Than i could make them all come true