What love is
Love is a morning sunrise;
love is the rain that falls;
love is an evening sunset,
a stranger who calls.
Love is an april shower,
the warmth of a summer day.
love is the hidden sunshine
that chases tears away
Bridge:
green as the grass that's growing,
blue as the sky above,
soft as the wind that's blowing,
all these things are love.
Love is a bolt of lightning
slashing across the sky.
love is the tender warmth
i see within your eye.
Bridge:
green as the grass that's growing,
blue as the sky above,
soft as the wind that's blowing,
all these things are love.
Love is a morning sunrise,
love is the rain that falls;
love is an evening sunset,
and i'm the one who calls.