Verse 1
On Christmas morning, under the tree,
Behind all the boxes you’ll find a present from me.
It’s nothing really, not very much,
But made with these hands and wrapped-up with love.
With paper and string and glue on my fingers,
Some colouring-in with a crayon or two,
I gave it my best, though it’s not quite perfect,
I made it with love from me to you.

Verse 2
On Christmas morning (on Christmas morning),
Under the tree (under the tree),
Behind all the boxes you’ll find a present from me.
It’s nothing really (it’s nothing really),
Not very much (not very much),
But made with these hands and wrapped-up with love.
With paper and string (with paper and string),
And glue on my fingers (and glue on my fingers),
Some colouring-in (some colouring-in),
With a crayon or two (with a crayon or two),
I gave it my best (I gave it my best),
Though it’s not quite perfect (though it’s not quite perfect),
I made it with love from me,
Made it with love from me,
I made it with love from me to you.
I made it with love from me to you.