Love Songtext
von Bex Marshall

Love is a beautiful thing
Sent from up above
It′s a golden ring
Lord, it's a dangerous drug
But it needs a little spark
And it feeds on trust
If you get that motor going
I won′t see you for dust

Lord hear me sing
For your love
Lord hear me sing
For your love


You gotta love your job 'cause you do it every day
You gotta love those kids, don't let ′em misbehave
Gotta love the house you′re living in
Gotta love your God, forgive me I have sinned
Love your heart so cut out the fat
Or you won't be able to love at all
What′s the use of that?
Gotta love the car you're driving
Gotta love the mountain of debt you′re in

Lord hear me sing
For your love
Lord hear me sing
For your love
Sing it

You gotta love the moon
Gotta love the stars
Women are from Venus
Men are from Mars
Gotta love your brother
You gotta love your sis
You gotta love that family, man
It is what it is


Gotta love your own company
Gotta love your scars
You gotta love yourself
You know you are who you are
You gotta love the doggy
'Cause he loves you for sure
Tickle his tummy and he′ll roll on the floor
And that's love

Sing about love
Lord hear me sing
For your love

Love got me in trouble
Love paid my bail
Love sent me away
Love drags me back again
Love keeps me waiting
Love makes me crawl
Then I realize I was never in love at all

Sing about love
Lord hear me sing
For your love

That beautiful, wonderful, heavenly thing
Oh, was it good for you?
It's called love