WHAT LOVE IS

Love is a morning sunrise;
Love is the rain that falls;
Love is an evening sunset
A stranger who calls

Love is an April shower
The warmth of a summer day
Love is the hidden sunshine
That chases tears away

Bridge:
Green as the grass that's growing
Blue as the sky above
Soft as the wind that's blowing
All these things are love

Love is a bolt of lightning
Slashing across the sky
Love is the tender warmth
I see within your eye

Bridge:
Green as the grass that's growing
Blue as the sky above
Soft as the wind that's blowing
All these thing are love
Love is a morning sunrise
Love is the rain that falls;
Love is an evening sunset
And I'm the one who calls