God Is Love - Cindy Morgan

Accusations, a court room floor

And your best defense just walked out the door

And you’d like to be strong

But you’d rather be weak

And you’re watching the circles

Float out of your mouth as you speak

And the words well up

And you start to explode

'Cause you’ve really got to know

Do you want lies, do you want truth?

Or do you want love, love, love?

Do you want war, do you want peace?

Or do you want love, love, love?

Oh, God is love

So tell me what’s your label

That you’re so proud to wear

And do you feast as the table of religious despair

Or would you rather put bread in a skeleton mouth

Or just turn on the TV until you completely tune out?

What are we doing

Are we wasting our time?

Tell me are we blind?

(chorus)

Don’t you want love?

Don’t you want love?

Oh, God is love.