what i gave to you
i gave to you alone
what i gave to you
was given without terms
and this precious gift
came without any ribbons or bows
came without any season marked on it's soul
came without any reason at all
what i gave to you
flew from somewhere deep
the wings got caught on the clouds
flying into your reach
and this precious gift
came without knowing
this precious gift
keeps growing and growing
this precious gift
has no reason at all
and stop it though i might
it still flies it still tries
and if i beg it cease
there is no way it listens to me
what i gave to you was hwhole
from inside out on every side
each and every colour shown
and the time turns the world
over and over
we walk we sleep we breathe and
we bother
but this gift i gave was free
this gift comes to you from me
Wednesday, 15 October 2008
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