When we only have love to share with each other
on the grand journey that is our great love.
When we only have love, my love, you and I,
to erupt in joy every hour and every day.
When we only have love to live out our promises
without any other reward than to believe in them forever.
When we only have the love to bring about marvels,
and to cover with sunlight the ugliness of suburbs.
When we only have love for a single reason,
for a single song, and for a single offer of help.
When we only have love each morning to dress
the poor and unfortunate in velvet coats.
When we only have love to offer a prayer
for the evils of the earth in a simple troubadour song.
When we only have love to offer to those
whose only struggle is to search for the day.
When we only have love to chart a path
and force destiny at each crossroad
When we only have the love to object to weapons
and nothing but a song to command a drum.
Then, without having anything other than the power of love,
we will have in our hands—my love, the entire world.