| It don’t matter where you from
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| It don’t matter who you are
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| Old or young
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| Whether near or far
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| It is color blind and truly without prejudice
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| A heart is a home and it’s usually the resident
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| Anywhere you go, if it’s there, it is evident
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| Matter fact, there’s no where in the world that it’s never been
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| Timeless, because it’s always relevant
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| Beautiful, but it isn’t always elegant
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| Sometimes it’s simplistic and innocent
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| Fightin' it at first but eventually you let it in
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| It can be a thought
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| Or, family support
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| Once it hits you like a viral infection you’re caught
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| You wouldn’t be at fault if you’re spreadin' it around
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| When it seems the troubles of the world’s gettin' you down
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| If it is sound, then it sound like this
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| Overflowing with passion ‘til you drown in bliss!
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| Chorus:
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| You can…
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| Smell it, taste it
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| See it, touch it, embrace it. |
| It’s the…
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| Helpin' hand and constant friend
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| Always there, anytime or place
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| It’s so complex, yet, oh so simple
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| Expressed through smiles and dimples
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| Soft eyes and body language
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| You try but you can’t contain it!
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| It’s a four letter word
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| A noun and a verb
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| But it easily takes a page to define it
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| It’s clear, only the hand of God could design it
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| Whenever my daughter reaches for me, I’m reminded
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| Of how one that can barely speak, can express it
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| And be a recipient of it, though you didn’t request it
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| Even in a sincere smile its suggested
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| Often found in a pound, hug or gratitude
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| We even put it on display through our attitude
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| And a dose of it can even raise your altitude
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| To find peace, that’s constant elevation
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| To help you arrive at your final destination
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| Whether «Cloud 9» or it’s heaven you seek
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| It’s a universal language so whenever you speak
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| We can all understand ‘cause it shows in your actions
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| To everyone you meet without knowing their reaction
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| BRIDGE
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| Sometimes it’s hard to find it
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| Catch sight you can be blinded
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| This is the power it has
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| Built with the strength to outlast you and I. Yet
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| Like water in your hand or
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| Seeds sown in fertile land
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| It’s precious and we need it in our
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| Lives to survive, survive!
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| It can be physical
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| It can be spiritual
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| Might show up when you least expect. |
| It’s a miracle
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| It can be the cause of regret, and why you’re miserable
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| Then again, it can make you feel invincible
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| Metaphorically speaking and sometimes literal
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| At times, hard to find but always visible
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| Critical to my life, so I use it like it’s medicinal
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| Though, that isn’t conventional, it is part of my ritual
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| And I know I’m not saying anything original
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| This might not be applicable to every individual
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| But to falsify this feeling should be criminal
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| It’s no wonder why when it’s betrayed it’s unforgivable
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| That’s why we share it with those we find dependable
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| A shoulder to lean on when life feels formidable
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| For real, it can truly heal at its pinnacle
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| Isn’t it amazing, the power of one syllable!
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| HOOK
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| Worldwide and coast to coast
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| We gonna spread it where it’s needed most
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| Y’all know what it is!
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| Japan, Maryland to Sea Town
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| Let’s give the world what it need now
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| Y’all know what it is!
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| We gon' bring her back and put her above all
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| ‘Cause who we’re talking about is love y’all! |