

(Ooh...) Some say
it's a feeling...
Some say it's a fantasy...
But when I look into your eyes,
I know it's more than a dream...
Love ain't just a story
that we tell ourselves at night,
It ain't a fleeting shadow fading with the morning light.
It's the rhythm in our heartbeat,
The fire in our soul,
A force beyond our understanding,
Yet somehow makes us whole.
Love is more than a feeling,
More than a beautiful fantasy,
It's the warmth that fills the distance,
The bond that sets us free.
Love is a heartbeat racing,
A light that helps us see,
Through every generation, Love writes humanity.
It's the hand that lifts you up When the road gets hard
to climb, The voice that says,
"I'm with you," Through every storm and every time.
It's in every laugh,
every tear we share,
In every silent prayer,
In every moment someone shows they care.
Love is more than a feeling,
More than a beautiful fantasy,
It's the warmth that fills the distance,
The bond that sets us free.
Love is a heartbeat racing,
A light that helps us see,
Through every generation, Love writes humanity.
Some call it destiny,
Some call it grace,
Some find it in a stranger's smile,
Or a familiar face.
It speaks a thousand languages,
Yet needs no words at all,
It's the quiet strength inside us When we rise after we fall.
Love... When the world grows cold,
Love... Is the hand you hold.
Oh, love... More than a dream...
More than it seems...