PFR - Anything
from the album "Them"
from the album "The Late Great PFR"
from the album "Wow 1997"
Nothing I can say
Will matter anyway
Just a vain display
With me in the middle
No more empty words
Will anymore be heard
All my rhymes and verbs
Mean very little
It doesn't mean anything without You
Just a nice melody without You
Without Your Spirit to sing
Of the hope and the joy that You bring
Without You it doesn't mean anything
Nothing I'll ever do
Could hold a candle to
The love displayed when You
Said You forgave me
And what I know of love
Is that I'm not deserving of
One You called Your Son
One sent to save me
Like love holding the hand of hate
You choose to love me anyway
It doesn't mean anything without You
Just words that I say without You
Without Your Spirit to sing
Of this change of the heart that You bring
Without You it doesn't mean anything