'Cause love ain't just a word Yeah, love ain't just a word Love can change the world A four letter verb I put in a sentence To show my true feelings If love's just a word Why would it mess with my breathing? And just like the air, you can't see it there

I'm glad I found you Giving me love I'm glad I found In the madness of this world When my heart don't seem to work Its you I turn to It get hard it get hard out there Put your arms put your arms right here, oh You don't have to say a word

I took one look at you That's all I meant to do My feet could step and walk My lips could move and talk And yet my heart stood still Though not a single word was spoken I could tell you knew Told me so well you knew I never lived at all

If I make sound, it better be loud If rock and roll's dead, you can kill me right now I'd rather be dead than bored out of my mind Till my voice is blowing out What if one day everything changed Will these words have any use to me I didn't make it here

Soon as the spinning stops, Oh no, the game starts in. You, come on, next victim, your turn to die. My life's on time, But again my sense is late. Feel a might unsteady, But still I have to play. Six to one's the odds, And, we have the highest stakes.

There's a storm in the heartland She's leavin' me just like a restless wind And I can see my world is comin' to an end Like the sounds of thunder empty words ring out again The leaves on the tree are turnin' inside out From the Great White North there's

With a Salt Lake City blues I lost my sugar in Salt Lake City Oh, why did I go there I should have stayed down in New Orleans And never gone nowhere A girl with sweet talk from Kansas City Her words were sweet like wine She bought him diamonds and

I am the enemy They say their words But nothing breaks the surface (Yet you say you believe) We lay our heads down For something empty (We must be the enemy) You can break me down You can bury me alive

Hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah 'Cause growing pains are keeping me up at night And I guess the bad can get better Gotta be wrong before it's right Every happy phrase engraved in my mind There's truth in every word I write But still the growing pains, growing

Man will fly away home One bright morning when my work is over "Babylon, you throne gone down, gone down Babylon, you throne gone down" I say fly away home to Zion (fly away home) Hear the words of the Rastaman say Said I hear the words of the Iyaman say