What is it that I’m trying to clarify
I’ll be the weather you cannot deny 
And blow in on the breeze with my two shoes
Dancing coz I’ve got the moves 
As I saunter like a drifter
Are you mad you never kissed her
But let her skip out of your grasp
All because you never asked
But true love comes around time and again
It’s not just the spark between women and men
But the ever beating pulse of the Divine
All is the Lord’s, not yours and mine
And even the bough of the tree that we take
Is under the cover of what you can’t forsake