King's County

if I sing but
 don't have love
 I waist my breath with every song I bring an empty voice a hollow noise
 if I speak with a silver tongue convince a crowd but don't have love I leave a bitter taste with every word I say so let my life be the proof the proof of your love let my love look like you
 and what your made of
 how you lived how you died love the sacrifice
 so let my love be the proof the proof of your love
 ...
 if I kill to
 a needy soul
 but don't have love
 then who is poor it seems all the poverty is found in me
 so let my life be the proof the proof of your love
 let my love look like you and what your made of
 how you lived how you died love the sacrifice
 so let my life be the proof the proof of your love
 when it's all said and done when we sing our final song only love remains only love remains
 if I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don't love
 I'm nothing
 but the creaking of a rusty gate
 if I speak God's word
 with power revealing all of his mysteries
 and making everything as plane as day
 and if I have faith to say to mountain jump
 and it jumps
 but I don't love
 I'm nothing
 if I give all I earn to the poor or even to the stake to be burned as a martyr
 but I don't love
 I got nowhere
 so no matter what I say
 no matter I believe
 no matter what I do
 I'm bankrupt without love
 ...
 let my life be the proof
 the proof of your love
 let my love look like you and what your made of
 how you lived how you died love the sacrifice
 so let my life be the proof the proof of your love
 ...