Roger Whittaker What Love Is
Love´s a morning sunrise;
Love´s the rain that falls;
Love´s an evening sunset,
A stranger who calls.
Love´s an April shower,
The warmth of a summer day.
Love´s the hidden sunshine
That chases tears away.
Bridge:
Green as the grass that is growing,
Blue as the sky above,
Soft as the wind that is blowing,
All these things are love.
Love´s a bolt of lightning
Slashing across the sky.
Love´s the tender warmth
I see within your eye.
Bridge:
Green as the grass that is growing,
Blue as the sky above,
Soft as the wind that is blowing,
All these thing are love.
Love´s a morning sunrise,
Love´s the rain that falls;
Love´s an evening sunset,
And I am the one who calls.
