Chris Inglis - The Gift (from 'Prodigal Son') - ноты, текст песни (слова)

Let me tell you a story, not of guts and glory or of heaven:
 It's easy, so simple to change the way you feel,
 Old wounds start to heal the pain's lesson.
 The secret, it's no secret! Just pretend to care.
 Come now if you dare take my hand.
 And some day soon now, you will learn to love,
 learn to really love, understand?
 The gift of giving, gift of caring, 
 gift of living, gift of sharing.
 Got to give it away to receive it.
 Father to son, daughter to mother,
 friend to friend and brother to brother.
 God's gift will be there till the end,
 if you believe it.
 I though if only I had someone's love
 that would be enough to keep me going.
 But one day I learned that love had to come from me.
 Now that I'm set free, I'm growing.
 For your life, from your love, I'm the happy one.
 I have just begun to deserve it.
 You loved me with no strings unconditionally.
 I never knew I didn't need to earn it.
 Whoa! Just as from the beginning of time,
 passed down through eons and ages,
 down the centuries always by hundreds,
 been recorded on history's pages, the gift!
 The gift of giving, gift of caring, 
 gift of living, gift of sharing.
 Got to give it away to receive it.
 Father to son, daughter to mother,
 friend to friend and brother to brother.
 God's gift will be there till the end,
 if you believe.