Almost David

The Gift

​Little child looking at your feet​

You know there’s a day
That you will meet when it's over
And they’ve gone away

It doesn’t matter If they won’t play
And though you sit and hope and pray
That they’ll like you 

They’ve nothing to say



Chorus
Keep your head held high
Look up to the sky
And the smile

Hold you close to me
For eternity inside
Cause you have the gift

Look inside see that they can see
And then
Tell yourself it will set you free
And just keep it
And make it your own

And then later on when they call your name
There will be need to feel the shame
And don’t look back
On what they’ve done

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Repeat Chorus

 

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Words ad Music Almost David

Produced by Grant Henderson at The Loom Yorkshire