He told her it was special, he wrapped it up in red It was a painting of his first grade hand And she believed what he said 'Cause she knew underneath the wrapping she would find a work of art It was from his heart, it was from his heart He told me it was nothing; I didn't think that could be true And when I read the secret note on the card That's when I knew That it may not be expensive, but it was given in true love It was from his heart, it was from his heart All the sweaters and the diamonds and the chocolates and cologne Are nothing next to love that makes the Magic out of cards and socks and hugs and kisses And the feeling that you never have to be alone I told Him it was broken, but it was all that I had And He said that it was just what He wanted And somehow I believed what He said And it wasn't gold or Frankincense like they gave Him from the start It was just my heart; it was just my heart