The Ghost Of Father Christmas

Santa Claus is just a ghost ive waited every year

I stay up every Christmas eve and shed a little tear

He never comes to our house i'd know if he had been 

I see him in my mind sometimes it must have been a dream.

The spirits placed my presents around the Christmas tree

Or is it my imagination playing tricks on me.

My Mother tells me Santa's been, my Father said it's true

They said he comes when your asleep just like they always do.

Every bloody year this happens I get this same old tale

I decided Santa is a ghost I'm not even sure he's male

I'll stay awake this Christmas eve just like ive done before

Please Santa show your face this year as I'm touching 54.