Love

Two thousand years have passed

since you touched the sinners' hearts

since you laid down your life for us

you were tortured and died for us.

Are you here with me now?

There are goose bumps on my arms.

 

Five short years have passed

since the last beat of your heart

you were family and friend

right to the very end.

Are you here with me now?

There are goose bumps on my arms.

 

Many years have to pass

till the end of your heart

and I plan to be there for you

to love and to care for you.

They're here with me now.

There are goose bumps on my arms.