These three remain: faith, hope and love.

But of the three, the greatest is love.

When I was young I used little words for little thoughts running through my mind,

When I was young, trusting without knowing.

Each day a new world was waiting for me to call into being,

When I was young.

Now that I’ve put aside that simple self, I see all that I just don’t know:

Ask me a question, and I have no answer.

Stare into a fog long enough, it’ll all soon become so clear;

I’m left with just one simple notion: to love.

I could have eternity in the palm of my hand,

I could soar up to heights unknown to man,

I could sing perfection to you, and with the angels stand;

But if I don’t have love, then there’s nothing left.

If I don’t have love, then there’s nothing there.

These three remain: faith, hope and love.

But of the three, the greatest is love.