I'm so glad I got all of that nasty political junk out of my system. Thanks for bearing with me. Consider it a catharsis. Had to get up eeeeeearly this morning and put this down, before sleep took it back to the recesses of my mind. I dedicate this song to my precious daughter, Raegan.
Love, is being there.
Love, is just being there.
Love, IS always being there,
You don’t have to say a word.
It’s showin’ that you care
It’s showin’ that you care,
It’s really showing that you care,
In spite of what you’ve heard. (That’s love.)
Love, has arms and hands.
Love has arms and hands.
Love has lovin’ arms an’ hands,
That hold you in the night.
Sometimes, it’s just a touch
Sometimes it’s just a touch,
Sometimes, it’s just a little touch
It flicks just like a light. (That’s love)
Love, has feet an’ legs.
Love has feet and legs,
Love has swift feet an’ legs,
That run to aid your fight.
It’s willin’ to sacrifice.
It’s always willing to sacrifice,
It’s willing to sacrifice,
To put your wings in flight. (That’s love.)
True love, makes you forget.
True love makes you forget.
True love makes you forget,
If only you will try.
It is a gift, without a string.
A gift without a string,
Given freely with no strings,
Until the day you die. (That’s love.)
Love, is being there.
Love, is just being there.
Love, Is always being there,
You don’t have to say a thing.
It’s showin’ that you care
It’s provin’ that you care,
It’s really showing that you care,
It takes away the sting, that’s love!
It forms a powerful ring,
And restores your heart until it sings,
And never asks for anything!
That’s love. Real love…
It’s being there!
Arms and legs,
Sacrifice!
That’s love….
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