From the recording "The Selfish Giant"
Time goes over and the Giant gets too old to play in the garden but he still sits in a rocker on his porch and watches the children play. And he doesn't mind Winter so much any more becaue he knows that Spring is merely slepping and will return.
Lyrics
He spends more time alone here in the Winter
But now that seasons turn it’s not so bad
Everything takes just a little longer
Aging bones complain but he’s not sad
Suddenly he rubs his eyes in wonder
Certainly this is a wondrous sight
In the farthest corner of the garden
He sees a golden tree all bathed in light
Silver fruit and golden branches
Fragrant flowers pearly white
Someone’s there someone is calling
Come to the garden
Come to me
Come to me
Come to the garden and see
There beneath that tree stands another
He rubs his eyes again how could it be
Is this the boy he lovingly remembers
Can old eyes be so sure of what they see
Silver fruit and golden branches
Fragrant blossoms pearly white
Someone’s there he hears him calling
Come to the garden
Come to me
Come to me
Come to the garden and see
Down the stairs he runs with steps like thunder
Aches and pains forgotten for awhile
Out across the snow into the garden
He hastens ‘til he draws near to the child