I never wonder.
I never doubt it.
Cause I know love, exists.
Because it exists in us.

I have seen rage.
I have seen hate.
But  I know love exists.
Because it exists within us.

Yes, it does.
Yes, it does.

When it seems to have faded?
Somehow it emerges just at the time you need it.

Yes, it does.
Yes, it does.
When it comes to unselfish love.

So never have I wonder(about it)
And never have I doubt it(not once)
Cause I know love, exists.
Because it exists in us.

Each second, each minute, each hour.

In need of hugs.
In need of love.
Just to be told, you're overqualified.

Then, if I give up?
I will be told I'm not trying enough.

So I apply more.
Well, until I'm the lucky one.

Because, you can't be overqualified to love.

You be the sun.
Radiating with warmth.

I be the moon.
Filled, with hints of romance.

We, float around on the airwaves to romance.
Without, even a moment of a thought, we break into a lovely dance.

Like, we are in a hypnotic trance.

So, you upset?
Yes, by something I said.
It's my opinion and nothing more.

Okay, it might be about race.
Might have been a ****** comment.
But daily, we hear comments about presidents.

When?
It gets to the point where I must bite my tongue.
I guess we are becoming a country that deletes freedom from some.

Whew-of things to eventually come.

You heard, what Kelly did?
You heard, what Cosby has done.
Even, Epstein myth, truth allegations, we quick to speak,

But when it comes to negative against us?
We want to run and hide our heads.
Because we all have something hidden in the shadows.

Some are myths.
Some, are allegations.
Then some are true.

Watch, who you talk about?
And especially to who?

Bad, as you are(And you are)
My eyes only see the good in you.
Just what you could be?

You adapted to this bad behavior mentality.
A cover to hide the love within you I see.
But every, now and then it comes our loving to me.

So
Bad, as you are.
My eyes only see the good in you.
And just what you can truly be?

I'm not offering you any type of sympathy.
Far from it, when it comes to me?

But I can't see the bad side that you push forth.
Because if I relent?
My love for you would fade.

What love?
Doesn't deserve to be shared?
What love?
What love?

Especially, with that special someone.

What heart?
Doesn't need to be comfortable?
What heart?
What heart?

Especially, when it has been offered to love?