This Love

Fred Small

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    Sometimes people ask what is it like
    This love that's holding me, unfolding me
    Sometimes people ask what's the difference
    That we see in your days
    It's not romance if romance is a dream world
    It's not bliss if bliss is ignorance
    And if I tried to tell the truth of us
    The closest I'd come could be this:
    If for just one moment
    People all over the world could know this love
    Armies would hold their fire
    Soldiers would unlace their boots
    And play soccer on the shrouded fields
    Let the tanks rust where they stand
    Take hold of a foreign hand
    "Tell me of life in your native land."
    If for just one moment
    People all over the world could know this love
    Ancient tribes betrayed
    Sometimes slaver sometimes slave
    Would lay wreathes upon the graves
    And gather under a spreading tree
    Saying "Hear our tragedy
    And we will listen to you."
    And the bully who beats on the weaker one
    Would say "My God what have I done?"
    Has it come to this?"
    And the victim who bore it so long
    Would be strong enough to stop it
    And find a way to forgive
    If for just one moment
    People all over the world could know this love
    People on line at the bank
    Would whistle and yodel and dance
    The teller would say "Just fill in the blanks
    For whatever you need today"
    People around the block
    Would leave the front door unlocked
    And all you gotta do is knock to be welcomed
    When you get this close to someone
    There is no blaming no mistaking
    You know that they've been through
    And the courage it's constantly taking
    If for just one moment
    People all over the world could know this love.
    If for just one moment
    People all over the world could know this love

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    Composición: Fred Small

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