I promise I won't ever let it go eight months again.
Because I can’t be with you this Christmas
There’s a place in my heart that’s alone
With the kids in their beds, by the light of the tree
There’s a gift all your own each year you give to me
The gift of your love makes me happy
The gift of your love makes me smile
Though I miss until it seems my heart will die,
It’s your love that turns longing to something worthwhile.
The gift of your love makes my heart sing
Like a chorus of angels above.
When I give all my thanks for my blessings received,
I give thanks most of all for your love.
It’s the gift that only I can see
No wrapping, no bow, and without a name
And when you look in the light of your own Christmas tree,
In the dark and the silence there, you’ll find the same…
The gift of your love makes me happy
The gift of your love makes me smile
Though I miss until it seems my heart will die,
It’s your love that turns longing to something worthwhile.
The gift of your love makes my heart sing
Like a chorus of angels above.
When I give all my thanks for my blessings received,
I give thanks most of all for your love.
Merry Christmas. I love you.
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