He left the splendor of heaven

Knowing His destiny

Was the lonely hill of Golgotha

There to lay down His life for me



If that isn't love the ocean is dry

There're no stars in the sky

And the sparrow can't fly

If that isn't love then heaven's a myth

There's no feeling like this

If that isn't love



Even in death He remembered

The thief hanging by His side

He spoke with love and compassion

Then He took him to Paradise



If that isn't love the ocean is dry

There're no stars in the sky

And the sparrow can't fly

If that isn't love then heaven's a myth

There's no feeling like this