Kings 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 ...