Why Christmas

Mike: hey, whats wrong squirt?
Wanya: I dont know man. sometimes around this time of year I just get depressed.
Mike: man, this isnt the time of year to be depressed. its the time to be happy
and
Giving, man.
Wanya: you know, sometimes I think about things that are happening in the world
today,
Things I didnt have. I just feel like crying.
Mike: we all feel that way sometimes. but, itll be alright.
Wanya: I just, I just wonder why.
Every day at this time of year
I wonder time and time again
Why are kids suffering?
All of the tears cause being caught in the crossfire (why?)
Somebody tell me why
As the joyous day comes along
The eldest feel theres something wrong
Hes looking for mom but shes not there
Kids are looking for reindeer in the air
She messed up again
Why?
My brother and my sister
They aint got no toys
What am I supposed to do When growing up for me wasnt joy?
Its gonna be a why christmas
Its gonna be, its gonna be a A why christmas
No one was there but grandma and her friends
A time of heartache is setting in Theres nothing I can do Just sit and feel pain run me through
I often wished they were never born
The thought of them not having no toys
Their little hearts were torn
I was young and I cried as well
I didnt have a job
But I prayed to the lord that thered be better days
Yes, he gave me a reason to live
He gave me a sign
But I still think to that day when
Brother and my Brother and my Brother and my Sister
(repeats a lot)
Chorus (repeats to fade out)