Poor wee man

Lyrics

[INTRO]
Oh, oh, oh, Tyler's town,
Snowflakes falling down,
But something feels off tonight,
No jolly laughter in sight.

[VERSE 1]
The lights are strung around the eaves,
Families gather, everyone believes,
But whispers in the winter chill,
Say Santa just won't make it this year, no thrill.
Stockings hung by the fire with care,
Yet there's a shadow left in the air.
The kids peek out with hopeful eyes,
But all they're met with are winter sighs.

[CHORUS]
Oh, Santa's not coming to Tyler,
He’s off to the big city lights,
We’re waiting for magic, hearts filled with desire,
But the North Pole’s lost in flights.
Oh, Santa's not coming to Tyler,
No sleigh bells ringing tonight,
We’re dreaming of red suits and warmth,
But it’s an empty night, oh, what a fright.

[VERSE 2]
The streets are silent, not a soul around,
Just echoes of joy we’ve lost and found.
The cookies sit untouched on the plate,
As we sigh and wonder about the fate.
The star atop the Christmas tree,
Feels heavy with the weight of what could be.
Missed his list, or was he misled?
Are those hopes dashed or just left unsaid?

[CHORUS]
Oh, Santa's not coming to Tyler,
He’s off to the big city lights,
We’re waiting for magic, hearts filled with desire,
But the North Pole’s lost in flights.
Oh, Santa's not coming to Tyler,
No sleigh bells ringing tonight,
We’re dreaming of red suits and warmth,
But it’s an empty night, oh, what a fright.

[BRIDGE]
But maybe there's magic in the air,
A spirit of giving that’s everywhere.
Though Santa may skip our little town,
It’s the love we share that’ll never drown.
Let’s gather ‘round, we’ll make our own cheer,
Together we'll spread joy, it’s clear!

[CHORUS]
Oh, Santa's not coming to Tyler,
He’s off to the big city lights,
We’re waiting for magic, hearts filled with desire,
But the North Pole