Close your eyes, and go back to bed
I know you'll rise and shine when morning comes again
One last story then you rest your sleepy head
Close your eyes and go back to bed
When I was young
Just about your age
We travelled north to where it's winter every day
All roads end somewhere so we walked most of the way
And met some kind stranger on the eve before Christmas day
He smiled behind a beard white and offered us a ride
Back to his home where he said we could spend the night
With a gentle lift his sleigh had taken flight
Drawn by reindeer through that northern evening sky
Close your eyes, and go back to bed
I know you'll rise and shine when morning comes again
One last story then you rest your sleepy head
Close your eyes and go back to bed
There in a clearing was a house all strung with lights
We landed softly and he welcomed us inside
He headed for his workshop as we warmed up by the fire
He said I hope that you'll excuse me, but at dusk I've got to fly
I woke up on Christmas morning, a little bit confused
I must've slept the whole way home and been carried to my room
I know you're thinking how could all of that be true
My parents said this card is signed to you
And who it's from we haven't got a clue
There inside was just one line and as I read my eyes grew wide
It said, "It was a pleasure meeting all of you"
So close your eyes, and go back to bed
I know you'll rise and shine when morning comes again
One last story then you rest your sleepy head
Close your eyes and go back to bed