They who beg, still beg and plead,
While the receiver whispers low,
"When the Giver gives, indeed,
He tears the roof, and overflows."
When the Giver gives, indeed,
He tears the roof, and overflows.
He gives, my friends, He gives indeed,
He tears the roof, and overflows.
They who beg, still beg and plead,
While the receiver whispers low,
"When the Giver gives, indeed,
He tears the roof, and overflows."
When the Giver gives, indeed,
He tears the roof, and overflows.
In the line, I stand and wait,
For the day my turn will come,
Friends, behold my grand estate,
Overflowing, overcome!
First, a palace, soaring high,
Wrought of gold, a gleaming grace,
Michael, Madonna, at my eye,
Will dance before my smiling face.
From America, the President,
Will seek my hand, a humble plea,
A touch of fear, his heart is bent,
Before he offers it to me.
I'll say, "Embrace, don't be afraid,"
I'll say, "Embrace, and cast off fear,"
"Why worry, friend, why be dismayed?"
When the Giver gives, so clear,
He tears the roof, and overflows.
When the Giver gives, indeed,
He tears the roof, and overflows.
He gives, my friends, He gives indeed,
He tears the roof, and overflows.
Married then, on honeymoon,
To the moon, I'll take my flight,
After a year, beneath the moon,
I’ll return, a glorious sight.
A moon-child cradled in my arm,
Will call me "Daddy", pure and sweet,
With jeweled toys, safe from harm,
Will play, his tiny hands complete.
From India, I'll banish want,
Fill empty pockets, far and wide,
And the heart's yearning, God will grant,
My heart believes, deep inside,
When the Giver gives, indeed,
He tears the roof, and overflows.
When the Giver gives, indeed,
He tears the roof, and overflows.
He gives, my friends, He gives indeed,
He tears the roof, and overflows.
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