Из альбома: Moments
If I spoke in tounges of men and spoke in tounges of angels
If I could not speak with love I'd just be cymbals clanging
And everyone would hold their ears, they wouldn't know how to take it
Not a soul would want to hear a racket so outrageous
If I spoke in prophecy, the fate of men and nations
If I knew the mysteries and the secrets of creations
And had all the faith I need, enough for mountain moving
Without love to carry me, what good would it do me
Love is kind it suffers long
It's never proud or jealous
Love will never do you wrong
Love will never phase
And it hopes, belives, and dares all things
It will never be defeated
More than faith, more than hope, love is the greatest
Knowledge, prophecy will fade and toungues will all fall silent
Love that lives is here to stay solid and defiant
Though it's hard to see these things through a dark glass strained
When we are standing face, the truth won't need explaining
Though it's hard to see these things through a dark glass strained
When we are standing face, the truth won't need explaining