When the day clings to you like a black cloak
Living in a fish bowl
Breathing through a phone
And your thoughts are like daggers turning against you
A stranger in own your skin
Your heart no longer a home
All these illusions, all these delusions
Are just pretty distractions
That leave you half full but starving your soul

Let it fall away
Till all that remains
Is love, love

When the hurricane of white teeth and false stands and quick hands
Leaves you naked and wondering
How things got so turned around
And the puzzle of opinions feels more like a prophecy
Talking you out of your own ship till you start to drown
And you wake up and you want to apologize
Because the heights of your dreaming
Left you feeling unworthy and down, ooh

Let it all fall away
Till all that remains
Is love, love, love

Fear can steal the voices of people
And hate can kill like a disease
And anger can control entire nations
But love, but love
Can bring a world to its knees

Nothing but love
Love, love, love
Love, love, love

Love, love, love
Love, love, love
Love

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Writer(s): Jewel Kilcher