Walking on hillside, Santa fell down a deep hole.
Banta: Are you ok?
Santa: Fine thanks!
Banta: Did you break anything?
Santa: No, theres nothing down here!
When I saw you, I was afraid to look at you. When I look at you, I was afraid to touch you. When I touch you, I was afraid to kiss you. When I kiss you I was afraid to love you and now that I love you I''m afraid to lose you.