G.T. Moore | Songs Of Love

 

Songs Of Love

The cold and lonely winter song has gone on for far too long
We are waiting, praying for the sun
The winter fire is burning low
footsteps in the snow
We would like to face the summer with an open mind

Singing songs of love
But not the love they sell in the marketplace
But a love that is pure and refined
Singing songs of love
But not the love they shout down from the rooftops
But the love of someone who is 

really cool and clean inside

Winter storms have left their mark
We stare out in the dark
Trying to leave the dark sorrows of the nasty rain 
The turn has come to laugh and sing
The summer is coming in

Singing songs of love
But not the love they sell in the marketplace
But a love that is pure and refined
Singing songs of love
But not the love they shout down from the rooftops
But the love of someone who is 

really cool and clean inside