What Love Is

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.