VERSE 1: See here son, I’m giving and giving But I don’t have enough As for toys, and cards, and books And the warmth of a father’s touch I can give you all of these
BUILD 1: But in the court of the king Is where priceless treasures abound The prince of peace will take your hand And lead you through streets of gold
CHORUS: But all the things that heart truly desires Will never come from these hands of dust and clay And the day will come When as a blind man you will stumble And raise your cry to the one who passes by And in your hand you’ll feel The gift that can’t be held
VERSE 2: See here son, I’m trying and trying But I can’t fix it all You may think you’ve got what you need But in the world unseen, You are naked, blind and poor
But in the court of the king Where the treasures don’t disappear The pearl whose price can’t be too much The royal garb, the royal nameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.