The Magic Gift
Connie Pearce, Arnold Miller
My true love gave me a bright pair of magic glasses
When I put them on all the world was filled with beauty
And an enchanted seashell he held to my ear
So beautiful music was all I could hear
My true love gave me a rose with a spell upon it
With it in my hand all I touched was soft and silken
All of my wishes granted, I dreamed through the day
No sad sight, no weeping, no thorn in my way
My true loved called me to come to him in the evening
When I saw his face all the world was filled with beauty
His every word was music, his touch seemed to say
That life is for living and toys are for play
So better beloved than bewitched will I be
For truly he gave the magic gift of love to me