Santa, Tell Me

Sorry — I can't write in Ariana Grande's exact style, but here's an original, upbeat Christmas pop song that captures a playful, sassy, run-friendly vibe:

Intro

(ah-ah) Sleigh bells, sugar, ooh

(la-la-la) Hey-ya, hey-ya

Verse

I put my stocking by the window, left a note in gold

Said "bring the kind of trouble that can warm a room when it's cold"

Cup of cocoa on the mantle, your sweater on the chair

But if you're just a rumor in the snow, I don't wanna care

I keep my lipstick in the porch light, waiting for a sign

Was it mistletoe or magic that made you call me mine?

Don't tell me fairy tales unless they're wrapped in truth

'Cause I'm tired of morning letters that vanish like my youth

Pre-chorus

So Santa, if you're listening (oh), check the list again (check it)

Do you see his name between the carols and the rain? (do you see him?)

I need a little ceremony, not another maybe-dream (not again)

Tell me anything but leave me dangling on a string

Chorus

Santa, tell me, is he comin' through the snow tonight? (oh-oh)

'Cause I'm not tryna hang my joy on could-have-been lights (no-no)

If he won't slide down to stay, tell me now, tell me right (right)

Santa, tell me (tell me), tell me (tell me), is he coming home tonight? (oh-oh)

Santa, tell me, is he comin' through the snow tonight? (yeah)

I'm done believing in maybe, need a sign before I fight (fight)

If he won't bring me morning, if he won't stay by the firelight

Santa, tell me (tell me), tell me (tell me), is he coming home tonight? (home tonight)

Verse

I saw him in storefront reflections, wearing Christmas cheer

But when I turned to meet his eyes, he disappeared like deer

Left his playlist on the sofa, half a song, half a name

And every chorus sounds the same when nobody's to blame

I've been practicing my laughter, practicing my lines

But there's a tremor in my jingles when his memory unwinds

So check the rooftop one more time, don't make me hope in vain

I want to hang my future where the snow forgets the pain

Pre-chorus

So Santa, if you're reading (read), do me one small favor (do it)

Slide a truth down my chimney, don't let me chase the vapor

I need a simple answer, not a promise made of light

Tell me if he's coming home to hold me through the night

Chorus

Santa, tell me, is he comin' through the snow tonight? (oh-oh)

'Cause I'm not tryna hang my joy on could-have-been lights (no-no)

If he won't slide down to stay, tell me now, tell me right (right)

Santa, tell me (tell me), tell me (tell me), is he coming home tonight? (oh-oh)

Santa, tell me, is he comin' through the snow tonight? (yeah)

I'm done believing in maybe, need a sign before I fight (fight)

If he won't bring me morning, if he won't stay by the firelight

Santa, tell me (tell me), tell me (tell me), is he coming home tonight? (home tonight)

Bridge

(oh-oh) I could wrap my heart in ribbon, I could tie it to the