In a bright shop window sits a polar bear
Makes the children's eyes light up to see him there
Among the tinsel he gives everyone a smile
See him as you'd see a star
Love him from where you are

He's not for, not for, not for sale

Past an open window walks a pretty girl
Does she see me at her feet? It's hard to tell
And when you see her she gives everyone a smile
I see her as you'd see as a star
Love her from where you are

She's not for, not for, not for sale

I guess I'll learn to look without a grasping hand
And mother contentment wears a smile
Love her from where you are
She's not for, not for, not for sale
Not for sale