Somewhere in my gut
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Beneath my heart, behind my lungs
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In-twined with veins, filled tight with blood
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Is something pure and hot and good
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It's something ripe and real and full of super human stuff
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Heaven dust,
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It's like an angel kissed my lips and then held me close and it said this is love
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Love, for lack of a better word
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Love, in spite of what you have heard
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Love, is perfect and plenty enough
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It's plenty enough
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Love, for lack of a better word
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Love, in spite of what you have heard
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Love, is perfect and plenty enough
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It's plenty enough
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Deep inside the earth
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Beneath the stones under my foot
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And above the power lines and building lights
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Between the spaces of our words
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There is a love that flows like water to the roots of Edens trees
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Growing truth from every branch
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Changing colours with the seasons
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Giving shade to cool the weary
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Giving strength to house the needy
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Holding you and I completely
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ooooh love is, love is
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Love, for lack of a better word
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Love, in spite of what you have heard
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Love, is perfect and plenty enough
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It's plenty enough
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Love, for lack of a better word
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Love, in spite of what you have heard
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Love, is perfect and plenty enough
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It's plenty enough
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Ooh loooooooveee
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Love, for lack of a better word
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Oh Love is perfect and plenty enough
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It's plenty enough
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Love, for lack of a better word
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Love, in spite of what you have heard
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Oh love is perfect and plenty enough
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It's plenty enough
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It's plenty enough
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It's plenty enough
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It's plenty enough
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It's plenty enoooouuugh, of love
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Oh loooooooveee
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Love
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Matt Morris |