So whenever you doubt just how special you are
and you wonder who loves you, how much and how far,
Drift off to sleep to the sound of the wind.
(Listen closely... it's whispering your name again!)
For never before in story or rhyme
(not even once upon a time)
has the world ever know a you, my friend,
and it never will, not ever again...
Heaven blew every trumpet
and played every horn
on the wonderful, marvelous
night you were born.
We thank God for you, BigMan.
You are our precious treasure, and we love you beyond compare.
And as we say every night before you go to sleep...
"Mummy loves you and Daddy loves you but most of all,
Jesus loves you."