If the Answer Isn't Love

When the road lifts off the ground

And sky comes tumbling down

As time moves past the vines, the grass

Will find the cracks in the concrete

What will last?

What will last?

I know plenty must pass

Tell me, what can we have?

But if the answer isn't love

Then forget that I asked

What will last?

What will last?

I know, I know

I know plenty must pass

Tell me, what can we have?

But if the answer isn't love

Then forget that I asked

What will grow?

What will grow?

When there's nothing to show

Must be something that grows

And If the answer isn't love

Then I don't want to know

And If the answer isn't love

Then I don't want to know

If the answer isn't love