Lyrics

I remember playing in the park
Me and Benny out from dawn to dark
Rolling in the dirt as best friends might
Pretending to be cowboys in a fight
He twists my arm I laugh until it hurts
And I give

I remember Ellen in the spring
In a little mini skirt that lovely thing
She puts my hand where it has never been
Her eyes deep promises that I fall in
As I finally learn to breath again
I give

Giving is its own reward
Release the pain you stand before
Giving is a gift we all could share
Giving has been good to me
And in the end it set me free
My secret hope is to hear it everywhere
I give

Scant years later Benny met his doom
On a motorcycle one sad afternoon
And Ellen I have lost in all this time
Taken from us far before her prime
Stumbling along with all the rest
I like to think those two might be impressed
'Cause though I'm often weak when at my best
I give

Giving is its own reward
Release the pain you stand before
Giving is a gift we all could share
Giving has been good to me
And in the end it set me free
My secret hope is to hear it everywhere
I give