What is Love?
Is it the mindless passion shared under the starry sea?
Or is it the all-consuming ecstasy of a lovers arms around you?
Is it the quiet hand at the small of your back - guiding you back to the yellow brick road?
Cynics, poets, enthusiasts, believers and atheists
They all have something to say -
some light to shed...
But what if love was the light?
The light of dawn breaking over a sea of life
The warm coffee brewing in a quiet cement skyscraper
The arms that cocoon me in the warmth of my little world.
Think, loving friend -
If love could be tomorrow's saving grace
Wouldn't the world be a better place?
Is it the mindless passion shared under the starry sea?
Or is it the all-consuming ecstasy of a lovers arms around you?
Is it the quiet hand at the small of your back - guiding you back to the yellow brick road?
Cynics, poets, enthusiasts, believers and atheists
They all have something to say -
some light to shed...
But what if love was the light?
The light of dawn breaking over a sea of life
The warm coffee brewing in a quiet cement skyscraper
The arms that cocoon me in the warmth of my little world.
Think, loving friend -
If love could be tomorrow's saving grace
Wouldn't the world be a better place?
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