As little children we would dream of Christmas morn, and all the gifts and toys we knew we'd find,
But we never realised a baby born, one blessed night, gave us the greatest gift of our lives.
And we were the reason that he gave his life,
We were the reason that he suffered and died,
To a world that was lost he gave all he could give, to show us a reason to live.
As the years went by we learned more about gifts; the giving of ourselves, and what that means,
On a dark and cloudy day a man hung crying in the rain, because of love, because of love.
And we were the reason that he gave his life,
We were the reason that he suffered and died,
To a world that was lost he gave all he could give, to show us a reason to live.
I finally found the reason for living; it's in giving every part of my heart to him,
In all that I do, every word that I say, I'll be giving my all just for him, for him.
And we are the reason that he gave his life,
We are the reason that he suffered and died,
To a world that was lost he gave all he could give, to show us a reason to live,
He is my reason to live.
